So to that day in the park!It had been a few weeks , and having had sex 5 times , but still Karen said 'no' to being my girlfriend though we were shop...ing together etc as if we were.After the shops , on a busy saturday afternoon , we stopped in a wide open grassy park in a carpark with 3 other empty cars and people and families walking along the path beside a creek about 30 yards away.We talked and giggled , with a few gropes of her tits which she always enjoyed almost as much as me.Then Karen. Even though cum wasn't exactly waste."Besides, haven't you ever heard of water sports?" Well, yeah," I said. "I'd come across it a few times on kinky porn sites." And what did it taste like to you?" she asked."Uhm, it didn't taste like anything, really. I guess it wasn't so bad." I'm glad you think so," she said with a strange grin."Yeah, it was okay," I said, thinking now about how I was going to get home. Would she drive me home now, or would it be up to me to call a cab?"You think you can. Ahkbar Singh would maintain the household in perfect fashion whilst we traveled. The four of us sat down to dine, and I for one was famished!By the time lunch was finished, we felt and heard a loud crashing lurch, and our cars began to slowly move. AnneMarie looked up nervously. “We’re moving!” she cried.Mister Dornwood stuck his head out of the galley. “That is just the yard engine pushing us to the train to Chicago. We’ll let you folks off at the station.” He glanced at his pocket watch.. "Something wrong, Mom?" I had asked. "Mmmm, no darling," she had breathed. "I'm fine," she then whispered.With my hands at my mother's lower back, I had seen the sudden clutching of her ass, and I stared at it, I was fascinated. The tiny bikini bottoms had drawn up into the split of her cheeks, exposing her creamy ass cheeks. I had watched them ripple and contract.Leaning over, as I was very curious I had glanced quickly at my mother’s crotch. I saw a few honey blonde cunt hairs curling from.