Our house was a large two-story, sitting on approximately an acre and a-half of well manicured land, and it was mine and Shane’s responsibility to t...ke care of the yard. Shane and I wanted to treat the girls for last night, so we decided to take them to dinner later on. The girls were going to get some work done inside, and then join us in the yard. After we got done eating, Stephanie and Stacy started to clean the breakfast dishes, and Shane and I got dressed to go outside.With it being May,. Ned seemed to give a little shudder of relief at having his mother's lips where he so needed them. He lay back on the bed, his feet resting on the floor. He just couldn't imagine how anything could possibly feel better than those lips of his mother's on his tool. He was thrilled by the idea of being cock-sucked by his own Mom.She was varying the action plenty now. She figured monotony in sex was the worst thing there was, and she was great at avoiding it. She took her son's tool all the way in. How'd she know we were here, anyway? Dad told her, of course. He always stays in touch. In his job he has to. For me, though, just one more boring thing to do. So boring. So bored. I looked out the window. The lake was calm this early in the morning but I was already sweating. It was going to be hotter than hell later, no surprise this time of year. Mom and Dad and Jeff wouldn't be here until afternoon, they said.I wandered over and sat down on the ottoman. Crap. Nothing to do. Sandy wouldn't. I had been too long since I'd been with a man and I wasn'tgoing to miss anything. I stuck a finger into my mouth as I looked up athim from the floor of the bookstore. Who knows how much dried cum andsaliva I was kneeling in. I didn't care. I pulled my finger out of mymouth and saliva dripped from my chin. I began sliding my finger inbetween his butt-cheeks. He responded by pulling his ass cheeks apart. Itook that as a "yes" and slid my finger inside his tight, sweet, asshole.My mouth.