When we were clean—again—we dried each other off, then I took her hand and drew her down to the bed."When was the last time you had a good massage..." I asked."Too long ago," there was a contented smile on her face."I'm going to make sure this was the best one you ever had," I said."How are you going to do that?" Melanie teased. "Jenn was pretty good!" She didn't finish you off with the happy ending," I kissed her behind the ear. Melanie groaned.I kissed her. Not so gently this time. The hunger. All to aware of the sounds Marshe was making. I could hear thesnapping of elastic.. the rustling of gauze. A few, cute exclamations andcurses and then the sliding of velvet against velvet. And then a long,dead silence.Somewhere in there I caught a glimpse of her in a mirror. A big blackexpanse of velvet hid her modesty from view, or it would have, if hereyes weren't wide open with one hand down the front of her skirt. Iwould've missed it otherwise; a new scent filling the room. The slighthint. Huh, Mom?"Before she could answer, we entered the circular drive in front of our long, ranch-style redwood house framed by a couple of huge redwood trees. Tami, the half-lab, adolescent hound came bounding out to greet us. "The biggest danger of Tami is that she'll slobber you to death," I cautioned as we all piled out.Peg, screening her eyes, looked at the surrounding hills. While we're located on less than ten acres, the adjacent open-space lands to the south gave the illusion that our place. The Youth's cock started to twitch. Then Mrs V undid her jeans and pulled them down to reveal her gorgeous pussy and seamed hold ups. Mrs V and the youth were two yards apart and both were wanking whilst looking at each others private parts. It was so horny.Mrs V then did something that surprised Mr V. She told the youth to turn and face the tree and to open his legs. Mrs V walked towards the youth and put her left hand between his legs and cupped his swollen balls. With her right hand she.