.. you monsters... oooohhhh... you monsters!” screamed Simone.“Watch it, girlie,” said Melissa, patting Simone’s bottom, “or I might ask you... Master if I can take a whip to you. I don’t think he’d object... ”“She-devil!” screeched Simone. “Y-You’re unnatural... oooh... yes... yes... you’re unnatural... how can you do this... HOW CAN YOU!”Melissa smiled with satisfaction. Yes... this Simone had plenty of spirit. Guts and stubbornness. It did indeed auger well for Quentin... who, at that moment,. As for me, I have to admit that I was tipsy and always enjoyed sex outdoors, not so much in public, as outdoors. Lying naked in the grass ‘doing it’ had always a certain appeal to me. As I sat down on the garden bench, Zorro groped my breasts and squeezed my nipples and finally grabbed my hand and pushed it against his soon ‘not so private’ parts. He had a hard on and I was lustful and with skilled movement I unzipped his fly, freed his cock from it confinement and peeled his foreskin back. I. But she knew what he was thinking, what he was wanting, 'you don't have to be Einstein to know and understand what's going on?' she told herself. 'But what will I do if he tries it on today?' She asked herself.The trouble was she was feeling horny, her son was making her horny, his ministrations, touches, small kisses, innuendoes, looks, they were all adding to the frustration, and horniness she was now feeling. She would have to go upstairs soon, and relieve herself, again! Unknown to her, her. After a while of staring, she dropped the bottle and jumped onto my body. I caught her by the waist and started kissing her. I didn’t even care we were on an open street.I kissed her wildly, and she responded similarly. Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. When she broke the kiss to suck in some air, her hot breath warmed my lips. It was making me crazy. I placed her on the hood of the car and started kissing her again.She had wrapped her legs around my waist and was pulling me close. I.