She closed her eyes to just get her bearings and felt soft fingers gently tugging at her jacket. “Casey, what are you doing? Rosanna asked. “I’m...taking off your jacket. I can’t examine you with your clothes on and I certainly can’t wash your pants that way, silly.” “Just let me sit here for a few minutes and I’ll be fine. I’ve got to make a phone call.” Rosanna attempted to sit up but Casey pushed her back down. Either Casey was really strong or Rosanna was too tired to fight. “Really, Casey. I. He glanced back at us and then bent over to crawl through the thick brush. The last thing we saw were his dark blue, very tight cotton jockeys disappearing into the greenery. His undies offered very little cover for his bony ass. Amy and Sarah looked wide-eyed at one another and then let out some giggles. Pamela, on the other hand, looked suddenly serious."I'm sweating like a pig too... I think swimming sounds great," she said quietly."Pamela!" gasped Amy."Oh, get a grip, Amy. We are all family. My naked body is sore, every muscle tender and weak. I do not recall removing my clothing. My throat is raw. I must be coming down with something.Wrapped in several layers of clothes, I am still chilled to the bone as the bus comes to a stop in front of me. I exit the bus a few minutes later and walk the two blocks to Ritha's shop.“I cannot help you, Girl!” Ritha snapped upon seeing me enter the shop.“Please, Ritha... I need to talk to someone. I'm having strange dreams. Little. From its condition, helen knew the answer. "You horny git." She laughed. "I just take after you, Mum." Mark laughed back. And both could feel the sudden urgency. Eagerly Mark mounted his mother again, his re-energised erection poised at the entrance of his mother's wet hairy sex hole. "Okay, big boy." She breathed. "See if you can give your old mother a orgasam..oooohh!" The last word being cut off as her son slid his solid erection into her. Despite the recent sessions, they fucked urgently..