He looked up, irritation on his face, though there was no one there to see it, and it was too dark for the irritation to be seen anyway. There was a l...ud mechanical thump, then a softer one, and moments later the lights came back on. The backup generators had switched in. He stalked to the window and twitched the curtain open. There was no sign of any lights outside. He could see out across the park, but where there would normally have been street lights and lights in office buildings, even at,. His big balls pressed tight to her asshole. Margaret whimpered like a little girl. Chuck looked down at her, ecstatic. “I’m IN YOU, Mom!! Shit, it feels SOOO GREAT!!”He began to screw his mother hard. Margaret rubbed his chest as he rode her, looking up at him with big eyes and open mouth, hardly believing that this was happening again. She wrapped her sexy legs around her son’s hips, locking her ankles on his pumping ass and curling her painted toes. “YEAH!! THAT’S ITTT!! PUT THE WOOD TO MOMMY. Then Katie crawled over to me, kissed me and whispered, “Johnnie, you are an amazing man. How is it that there’s not a Mrs. Murphy?” I looked down and said, “There was a Mrs. Murphy once; we married right out of high school before I went to boot camp. She meant the world to me. After boot camp and Infantry School, I was sent to Korea for two years. While I was gone, the high school football star who was my best friend started coming around. A week before I returned home I received divorce. I put on a tiny cotton thong and a pair of high heeled sandals. No bra at all, to be more comfortable.Victor had grabbed my hand, to stay together amongst the people.He was at my left; when during the fifth song I started to feel a hand rubbing my round butt. It was not Victor, so I tried to turn my head to see who was this asshole touching me. But then another hand pulled my hair and made me kept my face looking forward…The first hand was still caressing my buttocks, while a deep voice hissed.