As I allowed a gap to form between my top and bottom lips, I felt mom’s tongue slide into my mouth. Now it was looking for my own tongue. I fel... a bolt of electricity roam through my entire body as the tips of our tongues touched. At the same time, I became aware of a hardening within my pants. Jeez, I was french kissing my own mom, and getting a hard-on as well. It was at that point that civilised morals gave way to animal nature. I became an active participant in our clinch. I forced my. Now I started blushing and Jen was just practicingher eye rolls again. If they ever made eye rolling an Olympic sport Icould see Jen getting the gold.The table burst into laughter, and lunch was much more lighthearted thanI had ever witnessed. I did spend a bit of time looking at my friendssitting at the table. Three of the six girls knew about me, and whilethings were beyond bumpy at first with Alicia, they supported me nomatter what. So far I figured I was batting .500 which was better than. He places his hands on them and begins to caress them oh so softly, caressing her nipples until they are erect. He cups them both in his hand and begins to kiss and suck on them. She moans from the pleasure he is giving her. Between her legs she can feel the wetness that has already arisen within her from his touch. His hands move down to her pussy and he begins to play with her. He continues to kiss her moving slowly down her body to her pussy. Bringing her knees to an upright position, he. Three young men had set up camp just a few yards away. No doubt they had been drawn tomy beautiful wife the way stray dogs are attracted to a bitch in heat. Not surprisingly, they frowned when they saw me. I stretched out beside Laura, who was peacefully dozing. Eager to call her attention to her fawning admirers, I “accidentally” nudged her.“Oh, sorry, darling, I didn’t mean to wake you.”She sat up and yawned, her lovely tits swaying like ripe fruit on her chest. “Pour me a Margarita, dear.” I.