" Cunt-licker?" Ted offered, giggling."Yes, that, too," Joan replied, getting to her feet. "Do we have time to clean up a little, honey?" Sure, Mom," ...ed said. "I can keep everything nice and warm."His mother glanced at the outline of his cock inside his tight shorts. "Including that cock?"Ted nodded. "You bet!"Fawn, now standing, leaned behind Ted and pulled the shorts into the crack of his ass, making sure his cheeks showed. With a soft mewl, she kissed his ass quickly. "Now you look. “It was designed hundreds of years ago in a country halfway around the world. It’s a smaller version of the windmills they use in Europe.” Windmill I understood. I’d seen drawings of the windmills in Holland that they used to pump water out of low-lying areas. This sure didn’t look like one of those.“What are you going to use it for?” I asked.“We’ll use it like that one,” he said, pointing to the one in the distance already erected. “It’s attached to a pump and pumps water out of the well and. Ray wriggled in his seat, wiped the back of a hand across his brow and plucked at his sports shirt which, despite the air conditioner, was sticking to his seat. The heat’s got to me, I’m hallucinating, he mused, shaking his head even at the very instant he pressed down on the accelerator. His speed increased from thirty-five to fifty, which was more than fast enough on the winding two-lane beach road. On his right, as Ray sped along, hedgerows and open farm fields dotted with cattle and sheep. After a minutes of more wrestling Jane said she had to use the bathroom and dried off and ran in the house.Now it was just me and her mother alone in the pool still playing around when she grabme from behind and quickly shoved her hand in my shorts and as she grabbed my hard dick asked me if I liked playing in the pool. I was in total shock. I knew she liked knowing that me and her daughter where fucking when she was around but I didn't know she wanted to be in on the action. Never letting go.