His mom was 52, his dad 58. I was 20 at that time. Right away his mom treated me special, almost like she was flirting with me. Of course with my long...time fetish for older ladies, I flirting with her right away. She showed me the room I would be staying in. It had been the girls bedroom in the past and they had converted it to a guest room. My friend Danny would stay in his old room.We got settled in and changed and his mom, Carmalita had lunch made for us. Homemade tamales and cheese dip. I. But to my own surprise, that exited me even more. I immediately took his cock into my mouth while my hands instinctively cupped his old, saggy balls. He let out a low moan while gulping his beer. He certainly felt more relaxing with each pump from my lips so I kept sucking his cock as tight and vigorously as I could. It was obvious that he was enjoying me massaging and rubbing his shaft, kissing his bulging gland and caressing his balls by the way he curled my hair though his fingers. I could. He sounded desperate. Too desperate."She usually skips breakfast. She's still back in the cabin." You wouldn't be willing to tell me the cabin number?" said Dave, grasping for straws."Actually, no," said Amber as she grabbed a couple of croissants and placed them on top of the pile of food on her plate."Things didn't go well with us last night and I want to apologize to her," said Dave.Amber looked around for an empty table and sighed. "Where are you sitting?"Dave pointed to the table and then. Drop my pants below my knees and position her ass squarely in front of me. She places her hands palm down on the tail gate and I reach in front and undo the button and zipper of her shorts. Pulling them down out pops her fat chocolate ass, with a faint smack of it she bends forward at the waist and lays forward on to the truck bed submissively positioning her ass for the taking.I lick a wad of saliva onto my hand and rub her tight little asshole buried in between those two dark brown ass.