He knew that, despite having lost a bit of the shape he’d held as a younger man and being a bit hairier than was generally considered ideal, he wasn...��t lacking when it came to size. He waved her over. ?Kneel.?She sank to her knees on the carpet, her hands on his thighs. He slapped one softly and she moved them to her own legs.?Sorry,? she whispered.?I’ll tell you when to touch me,? he said gently, ?though you can lick me clean whenever we finish.?He leaned forward a little and slid his fingers. When Mom saw us undressed and with hard cocks waiting she pulled her mouth off Gregs’ cock without releasing it from her hand and said ‘Let’s go get more comfortable in the bedroom’. She never took her hand off Gregs’ cock while she led him to her bedroom while Bill and I followed. When she got to the bed she pushed Greg onto it on his back and unzipped her skirt and let it fall, then she stuck her thumbs in her panties and pulled them down too revealing her beautifully trimmed bush and pussy. I guessed later that it had probably been used to protect the carpet from any stains.It wasn't that big a deal, of course, but it seemed very spicy that they had chosen here for their sexual liaison rather than the comfortable -- and more conventional -- surroundings and furnishings of the lounge. I wondered whether they had done it on the chair or on - or over - the table.I sat on one of the sofas and hoped that it would not be too long before the others arrived and delivered me from my. I picked up the boots that she had bought the nightbefore and pulled them roughly onto my feet."What are you doing?" asked Tina."We're going out," I growled."Out? Where?" Tina looked stricken.I picked up the wallet and shoved it in my pocket. "We're going to findthose two bastards we saw on the cliff top and find out how they didthis to us and then we're going to threaten to break their faces ifthey don't fuckin' turn us back!"Tina got to her feet fearfully. "We can't go out like this. What.