The scrappage scheme thing… seemed silly not to do it.’ ‘Good for you… reckon I should’ve done the same. I suppose I’m too late for me no....’ Joan took the catalogue from me, looked at the cheque in the light of the porch and then handed me a brown paper bag with something in it. ‘Wind’s getting up.’ I said. ‘Did she say when she’d be back?’ ‘No. Did you need to see her then?’ ‘It doesn’t matter.’ Again there was a period of silence where we just stood looking at each other. It was as if. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around me, saying she hoped shruti had enjoyed such a hard cock. The touch of my mother’s hand had me swelled to the bursting point as she slowly began to rub it up and down. A sultry smile appeared on her face as she continued to stroke me. Mom leaned over and kissed the tip of my cock, poking at the tip with her tongue. I felt my cock being drawn inside my mother’s warm mouth as she sucked and then she asked if she was as good as shruti. My mother had. Out of the corners of my eyes I could see that she was using them to slip the straps of her dress over her shoulders.I reached up and pulled Teresa further forward so I could take her right breast into my mouth."OEW!" Moaned Teresa when I began sucking on her nipple causing it to become fully erect.Something soft, wet and warm surrounded the tip of my cock. It was Cheryl's lips. She was sucking me into her mouth."Let's all move to the floor where we'll have more room." Suggested Teresa.While. Boy had I changed. Well im going to lay down and get some sun and I turned around after noticing the growning bulges in all 3 of their suits and got to my towel and sat on my knees with my legs slightly spread and leaned forward like I was sweeping some sand off the blanket. Whice gave them a great view of the string splitting my ass cheelks and a perfect view of my bald pussy lips. God was I ever wet and horny. I finally laid down with my legs slightly parted just enough so that you could see.