Their leader had hung around Mom every night in the bar, chatting and giving her sleazy lines. I hated the way they seemed to like each other. My Mom,...a white matronly flower of attractive maturity of good character and standing, seemed to giggle and fancy this greasy young foreign hyena from the dusty backstreets of this corrupt country.I froze to the spot when I noticed he had a pair of panties and a bra in his hand. If I wasn't mistaken, they were my Mom's! How the hell did he get them? He'd. I just hugged her hard across her hip and started kissing and sucking her boob and neck. In the meantime, she was aroused by me kissing and sucking her all over. So she was gliding on top of my dick like a track using her vaginal lips.Since her pussy was so wet, her gliding motion made my dick harder and me hornier. I started biting her boobs one after another. By the pain of me biting her boob, she held my hair and pulled my head out of her boob. She placed a deep kiss on my lip and started. Further off, we could hear the mingled, seductive music that backgrounded Shelly’s performance on the rotating stage. ‘Damn!’ was the first thing Sherrie uttered. ‘Damn good or damn bad?’ I queried. ‘Both. Hey, I don’t mean you– us– that was the damn good part. I mean my project just washed out with our hormone flood.’ Her expression changed from lip-licking ‘good’ to frowning ‘bad’ as she whispered hoarsely to me. ‘What project?’ I vaguely remembered that she knew who I was, which had been a. Ann was flustered and quickly said to Jim, "C'mon, we'll go back to the other beach."Fred and Debbie didn't look disturbed at all. Fred spoke immediately."Hi neighbor, looks like you caught the old folks skinny dipping like kids. Don't run off, we can put on our robes if naked bodies offend you. I'm afraid if you go to the other end of the beach, you'll be sitting in the shade in a few minutes."Jim turned to Ann. "Annie, these are the folks in the motor home next to us. That's Fred and this is.