Men in their late twenties. Men in their early twenties. Men just barely of legal age. Hell, even some of those eighteen-year-old kids fresh out of hi...h school were starting to look mighty good.So, what did she have to offer to a younger man? Experience? She really didn't have a whole lot of that. Well, maturity... acceptance... warmth. And what was it a young guy wanted after all? A combination mother and lover. She'd give it her best shot.First priority was the minor matter of acquiring. A thick strand of her hair fell across her face as he shot load after load blasting it all over her cheeks and nose. He let go of her and stepped back, his cum had plastered that strand of hair to her face. It stuck to the side of her face partly obscuring one eye."That is just so horny, Arkela!" added the next scout who aimed a little lower. He shot his wad right on her lips and chin, his slimy load ran down her neck and dribbled down onto her large tits. The other two scouts stood either side. " Come on, Jill. What are you going to do? Watch over your father every minute so he doesn't do something that bothers you? Are you saying that he doesn't deserve to be happy? That you can do anything you want but he has to behave according to some set of rules you want him to live by?"She shot my mother a look that reminded me of the look a lioness would give an enemy that was threatening her young. Just a flash and then it was gone. But her instinct had been to take my mother on."You're. She walked over to a booth which had another dark-haired woman sitting in it. She leant over to talk to her, gesturing with her hands and pointing in my direction. I could tell there was a bit of pleading going on, but then the woman at the table nodded.The receptionist made her way back to me.“Sir, I have asked the lady at table 12 if she would mind sharing what was your original table. She is happy to if that’s okay with you. We are happy to pay for your wine this evening as an.