"I decided to say nothing more. I guess I should have had her move or risen to brew some coffee, but her petite body felt comfortable lying over me. S...ems I enjoyed that closeness with her--maybe too much."Would you scratch my back?" Susie asked a few moments later.I started doing that, feeling safe with it. Susie seemed to settle more comfortably into her pillows as she hugged them, cooing now and again. Then, I noticed from my daughter the scent only a woman has when she's sexually aroused.. ”“Cool.”Just two gals, chilling.Except Balukas looked like she was about 50. Careworn face, trembly hands, raspy smoker’s voice. She was exhibiting the usual opioid withdrawal symptoms — yawning, sweating, runny nose. She looked like she had the flu. And she was restless, squirming around in her seat.I parked behind a gas station, reached over and opened my glove box. Took out a baggie with four blunts. Winked at Balukas whose face lit up. We hustled over to a battered plastic picnic table,. Our room wasn't normally this bright, the smells not normally so vivid and pungent, I could almost feel the warmth of the sun touching my skin first hand.As I finally forced my eyes open I could see my husband had left the blinds open, the sash window pulled up as far as it could go to let a gentle breeze tickle my body, and tickle away it did. I twitched restlessly in bed as I felt the wind lap at my flesh. Why was I naked? I remembered putting on my nighty as usual, why was I naked on top of. 'Good.' my mother said. 'I think she wants to discuss swimwear, maybe you could help.' Then she flashed a smile at the three of us and left, closing the door behind her. Within seconds, Sean was sitting on the bed. His mother pulled herself off my cock and sat across him, his hard dick sliding straight into her well fucked hole. God she looked so slutty. Naked only from the waist down, riding her son's cock. Her pretty blonde hair wet with my cum and her sweat. I stood beside her and she sucked.