I didn’t know you were Natasha’s mother.”“Does it matter? I am divorced from her father, remarried and my current husband isn’t here.”“I...don’t think you quite understand everything.”Before Jack could say much more, she stopped him.“I am going back to my room. I have a bottle of champagne chilling there. I am going to take off my clothes, sit back and have a drink. I would love it if you joined me.”“Wow, umm,” Jack was lost for words.“I basically want you to fuck me, Jack.”The lady was. I stood with my back to them so they couldn't see my front as I was horribly embarrassed to have to strip in front of these strange older boys who didn't seem too nice, one of whom had said I was nothing to look at. I didn't know what the game was gonna be, but I didn't think it wouldn't be much cuz we were always in a hurry in the field, but then no one was at home waiting for us today.Turn around the older boy said, all the way. I hung my head and put one hand over my crotch and the other. The blood gushed down to my dick making it grow with every suck and I could feel my balls tighten and the nerves shooting up. I kneaded on her bare back and she had her hair in a wonderfully made bun. I removed the bun and let her gorgeous hair fall all over her back. She had get black her, except for a few strands that where graying out. It was amazing how her hair maintained its shape even after a night’s sleep. I gathered her soft and healthy hair in my hand and started thrusting my already. They were slick and swollen. Tina breathed to me, “Touch me between my slit and my ass. Very lightly, tease me.” My middle finger caressed her perineum with light, featherlike touches. She felt so soft and smooth yet with a strong ribbon of tendon just under the skin’s surface. I played with Tina; it was intoxicating to feel her reach toward my finger yet denying her any pressure other than the lightest, teasing brushes. In contrast, Tina worked my cock hard, rubbing it from base to head,.