You can’t tell anyone about this!” she begged.As I cast my eyes across her nubile body I remembered all of the times I had watched her prancing ar...und in her skimpy bikini’s. I remembered the times she wore the short miniskirts she was so fond of wearing. As I focused on her engorged sex lips my cock began to swell. The confines of my shorts became very constricted.I stepped further into the room and closed the door. “Molly…Molly…. Molly. What should I tell people? Should I tell them I caught. “It means no touching for you.”Her husband never said she wasn’t allowed to touch; she wonders if he knew about this. Slipping the pink lace panties on, she can feel they already have a wet patch. She knew the blonde would be excited to get fucked by her husband, and her panties show how horny the blonde is. She also knows that quite soon, her wetness will be making the patch bigger.She can’t help moaning, feeling the wetness of the panties against her juices as they mingle. The blonde is quick. She began to fantisize that Jodie was eating her pussy. She rubbed her pussy harder. She began to finger herself. ‘MMMMM. Ohhhhh.’ she moaned. Then Leslie brought her knees up to shoulders and slipped a finger onto her asshole. She began to rub it. ‘Oh yeah. Jodie I want to fuck you so bad.’ she moaned. Leslie began to finger her asshole and rub her clit. She began to go into climax. ‘MMMMMMM!MMMMMMMMMM!’ she screamed. Then she heard a noise from the window. She caught a glimpse of the person. .In the meantime Robert had spotted his mom, waved at her, but continued to play.She waved back at him, started to take the boxes out of her car’s trunk, and started carrying them inside the cabin, so they would be kept as cool as possible.She passed the group of guys sitting in the shade in front of the cabin, and was greeted with much-and loud- enthousiasm, most of the guys knew her as Robert’s mother and had been to her house one time or another.When she passed them,sweating from the heat.