Since my aunt was now retired, my mother arranged that I would help her with some of her gardening and house chores a couple times a month on Saturday...mornings. I didn't mind to help because she always had a great breakfast waiting for me and besides, I didn't mind being around one of my fantasy women for a few hours.One Saturday, I arrived about 8:00 a.m. as I always did. As usual, Aunt Eva feed me a cup of coffee and made me a fresh, farmer-sized breakfast. After eating, we headed outside to. Viola pushed Sera down on the table, playing with her breasts as she leaned over to kiss her. Her mouth moved down—kissing her chin, then her neck until she reached Sera’s nipples.She licked and sucked roughly, covering Sera’s mouth with one hand and squeezing her thigh with the other. Sera rubbed Viola’s wax back and let out a content sigh as Viola’s fingers moved around.Finally, they traced their way to Sera’s pussy and tickled the clit. Sera laughed, but it soon turned into a moan as Viola’s. She spread her legs and I started to slow masturbate her. He stopped when he come over the hill, I right away pulled my fingers out of Carol and said high. He cam down a way and sat down. We got into a conversation that was broke up by him remembering why he was on the mound in the first place. He said he had to go, got up and asked would we like a beer. Sure enough both men returned, I told them they could take off there things if they wanted and come down to the blanket. Carol was close to my. She wore her hair in a chignon most of the time. She didn’t look her age, I thought when I first met her that she was about 45years old, such was her complexion. Of course, all the time she had been having her massage, one of her feet was resting on my upper thigh. That had given me a hard-on. She noticed this and asked to see it. I slipped it out of my trousers and just let her run her hands up and down. Then I told her I was going to save it for that night, but now she knew what she was.