“What?” He asked dreamily, looking up at the ceiling. He was concentration on my hand movements along his cock. “Your mum's hot.” “You think...so?” “Yeah.” “Well, don't talk about her while I'm trying to get off. You'll put me off.” As he said that his cock did become more wobbily under my strokes as he softened. He didn't seem angry, but he did get a little touchy with his mates when they said things about wanting to fuck his mum. I didn't mind it when people said things about my mum...but,. They talk about the Blues match they are travelling to see this afternoon. The man sitting next to her puts a hand on her thigh, not getting any refusal his hand is now between her legs rubbing her pussy through the lacy material. Her legs move further apart giving him better access. The men opposite eyes down watching the hand between her legs, their hard cocks obvious in the taut denim .Her phone vibrates in her pocket ,she reaches in to retrieve it and reads the message " Give him a hand. I stopped in the middle of the afternoon for a break and went over to my truck. After getting a drink, I sat next to Laura and we started to make out. Soon I had my hand under her t-shirt and was playing with those rubbery, erect nipples. We kissed and petted one another for a good 20-minutes and pre-cum was soaking my briefs.When we broke off the kiss and I stood up, she plaintively moaned, "You just can't leave me like this!" So, horny as I was, I pulled off her shirt and we continued with me. "I still am not altogether sure about the pain leads to pleasure thing. Still, you are (impish emphasis added here) OOOLLLDDDEERRR! And, I suppose, you ought to know what you are talking about. How are you going to do this?" We'll start with a nice warm shower, we'll play a bit and then move into the highlight of today's activities. After you?", and I turned on the hot water. Joining her, I began to wash her, soaping her muscular back, caressing her rounded buttocks with the soapy washcloth,.