I slobbered on her tight little hole and gave it a wet kiss. "Now that it’s wet, push a finger inside, very slowly,” she said. I watched that tigh... little hole munch on my finger as I pushed it firmly but slowly into her. When my finger was fully embedded inside her warm ass, she actually sighed. “There….now, lean in and tickle my clit with just the tip of your tongue.” I did as she told me and I almost grabbed my cock in frustration. Her warm ass against my face and the smell of her aroused. Some women our age have a difficult time.’ I reached over and opened my small cooler and pulled the other bottle of beer out of the ice, the ice that left the bottle dripping wet, wet like I was becoming. My thumb popped the top. It spun up into the air and landed in the cooler. As I held it out, she took it letting her fingers brush against mine. ‘Likewise. Guess I was checking you out too.’ I laughed. ‘You married?’ ‘Heavens no, just a few lady friends along the way, but nothing currently.. Already at boiling point my ragereally started to boil over but then as the kisslingered on I noticed something strange happening.Instead of feeling anger I was starting to get turnedon. They broke away for a second or two then their lipsmeet again. I started to get very curious and wonderedjust how far she had gone with John. They could haveleft the party hours ago and been up to just aboutanything. Was this a simple ‘good night’ kiss, or wasit a ‘thanks for the fuck, lets. Additionally our shoreline side city was verging on vacant nowadays. Our own was the last bungalow and the shoreline was totally void.We began strolling along the shoreline. We were having an easygoing talk and my mom was in an exceptionally upbeat state of mind. She was getting a charge out of the ocean with her c***d. Maybe she had begun figuring out how to make the most of her existence without father on her side. We were near one another and were similar to two companions rather than mother.