." He laughed to himselfI grinned to myself as I took a swig of my beer, us all looking up as the rain got heavier, hitting the covering above, runnin... off the sides hitting the fences of the garden."What makes you think I don't like older men too?" Angie asked, groping my already semi-erect cock under the water, clearly the drink had gotten her frisky.Curt nearly choked on his beer."Well have you ever tried one?" A sense of anticipation on his voice."Not yet" She replied grinning, biting her. Pssssstttt her urine shot from her sagging pussy right into my mouth mom cupped her hands under the stream and drank several mouthfulls as well.I put my head up and licked her pussy dry of the last dew drops.MMMM that was tasty Mom declared.Im next mom squatted over me and repeated the same thing and grandma cupped her hands and drank some of moms piss as well.After I also licked Moms puss dry.OK mom were next Mom and grandma knelt on a towel in the tub and I stood outside and aimed my cock at. Where they touched my body, they clung to me, making me seem to be made of living flame. I was naked and yet clothed in fire. Yet it was more than that, the flames were part of me, as if somewhere inside me, there was a core of fire that was reaching out, controlling and creating the fires around me.Instinctively, I reached out with my senses, feeling the flames. I concentrated on my hand, and I felt the flames respond, flowing around my hand, with more fire issuing from the bright hot core of. The joyous mood was interrupted by a knock on the door. Cindy winked at her mom and chirped, “The festivities have just begun!” Cindy opened the door and greeted the preacher with a hug and kiss. He was trembling and she whispered in his ear, “Don’t worry everything will be fine.”He nodded his head. He then reached out to her mother, and hugged her hello. JoAnne smiled. “Welcome, to my home.” “Well ladies I brought dessert, a cherry cheesecake which by the way is one of my favorites. You might.