He consciously rubbed it against Ashley's bare thigh, enjoying the feel of her flesh.Then, suddenly, to the surprise of them both, Ashley did the unth...nkable. Maybe it was the beer clouding her better judgement, or maybe it was her inexperience with boys and her insatiable curiosity about what real men were like. For whatever the reason, she reached down and lay her hand on Walt's throbbing hardon. She pressed her palm firmly against him and caressed its length through his pants.Grandpa Walt's. Only a pink cotton thong remained on her body covering up her equally waxed pussy. She began to take it off. "Stop!" I said almost absent mindedly. "Come here." She stopped taking off the thong and walked towards me smiling in excitement. I sat forwards to the end of the chair and placed my hands on her waist before placing a kiss just above her belly-button. I placed a second one and third one either side of it as my fingers slithered inside the pink cotton strap. I slowly peeled it away from. We don’t want to miss the flight.”~~~~~Everything went smoothly with the flight and it was an hour’s drive to the chalet. When we arrived, I was mesmerised by the view. It was breathtaking even without snow on the ground. We unpacked, had something to eat, and decided to call it a night as we were tired from the journey. I watched Carole walk down the hallway to her room — well, I focused on her swaying ass — and then followed Sally to our room. I was soon asleep. Next morning, I awoke and. I walked into the backyard. I could hear rap music blasting from inside my house. I knew Ryan loved rap. I slowly turned the door knob. Thankfully, my mom did not lock the backdoor while I was away! I carefully made my way into the house. I did not hear any moaning, just rap music. I then thought to myself, “What if they are NOT fucking?!! That would suck!!” I turned the corner and was both shocked and excited by what I saw. My mom was bent over the living room couch while Ryan was fucking her.