We were siting in my sofa, and drinking cofee.She had black cotton pants, and an white tanktop with no bra under !So sexy to see those hard breast nip...les under that white top.She was sitting so close to me, I could feel her warm body close to me. I put my arm araound her shoulder, and she was sitting comfy in my arm crook.Then she put one hand on my upper leg, very close to my cock & balls, looked at me and asked if it was OK if she masturbate my cock again ?!She told me that she has been. I was a little puzzled myself. Ben was interested in Kate, that was plain. He was obviously enjoying his play with Frances, as well as fooling around with who knows how many other girls he'd met at school and on the beach here. Not to mention little Marie back at the saltwater pool. He liked me rubbing his rear end, too. Ben wasn't a playboy. He was simply a nice kid, and it showed. To top it off, I was also fairly certain Kate wasn't the only mom interested in him.Kate's invitations had been. He pushed the tip into her opening, the previous stages having taught him the perfect position to get it in.As he pushed it in further Kelli started to feel the points as they passed her outer lips, causing her to cry out with the sudden pinpoints of sensation scrapping into her vagina. The teacher reminded the boy he must insert it up to the line marked on it. This meant he had to push hard since the one he was using was longer then the previous groups and therefore more had to go in. He found. Twin globes of pink flesh tried to climb out of the rigid neckline of her gown pushing a tiny line of fancy lace before them. The deep cavity between her high breasts seemed to grow even deeper, and I expected her nipples to pop forth at any moment."What's going on?" I asked the older man."Lover's quarrel," he said, "not that it's any of your business." Small muscles beneath his eye spasmed and began to tic."It is when it interrupts my drinking," I said."My son is going to marry this young.