At some point, I slipped off both my t-shirt and boxer, the air conditioning made it even wilder.Mom hitched up the nighty that she was wearing. The f...ngers of her left hand slipping under the waistband of the lightweight cotton panties. It barely covered the hot, moist center of her thigh. My right hand continued to type away, left thrusting and shagging my shaft.We teased each other, mom and I. We explored the naughtiest thoughts that we could share. We opened our hearts and minds to each. She had been one year behind me in High School. She was also one of the prettiest girls in the Junior class the last time I had seen her. Now all grown up, she was, in a word —stunning!The last time I saw Jenny was over two years ago. Since then, I had been half way around the world. At the moment, I was home on leave from the Navy. With my leave almost over, I had decided to come out to my old familiar haunts one last time to spend a quiet day fishing on the old Peach Run Creek.However, it was. I asked Stacy if she wanted to go farther. It seemed to hit her out of the blue. “What do you mean?” “You know, go farther. Do you want to taste Sam’s dick? I know was eying Tom’s cock and wanted to give it a good sucking.” It was as if she hadn’t even considered the idea. “Well, would you mind if I sucked Sam's dick?” “No, would you mind if I gave your Tom a blow job?” “I guess not, if I'm sucking Sam it's only right you and Tom do the same. But that’s all I want to do.” “Okay, so we will. From the corner of my vision, I could see one of the old guys being drugged out of the club by the security staff. As I turned back I could see a huge guy leaning against her back, grabbing her arse. Within seconds (according to my judgment) he was escorted out with a few violent pushes by the security. I knew I was loosing control, I was totally out of it. I grabbed her hand and guided her towards the exit. The next thing I remember was her warm piss on my face, as I was flat on my back on the.