They clinked glasses, smiled at each other and toasted their reunion. My dad and my step-mom were on one side opposite of me and my mom. We all four w...re busy chatting, mostly my two moms. Perhaps my step-mom was trying to level friendly terms with my biological mom.My dad was also participating but on and off. I was noticing how my dad was looking at both the ladies with lusty eyes. I also noticed his hard-on through his shorts under the water. I kept on pouring liquor as they finish with. The dockworkers were happy at both the loading and unloading ends. The only problem Anthony had was figuring out what to do with the olive oil. He could not dump it, he could not burn it, and he could not give it away. If Italian restaurants stopped buying olive oil, someone was going to ask why. He did not want that to happen. There had to be another use for olive oil, other than for salads and for cooking. Then, Willie Nelson answered his prayers. ‘Bio-diesel.’ It was perfect. He could truck. So I stretched my hand from my blanket towards auntie’s boobs and I placed my hands near her boobs so that if she moves a little my hands will get touched with her boobs. So to my luck she turned towards ground side and my hand was between ground and her boobs. Wow what a feeling it was. Her boobs are soooooo soft pressing on my hand. I was moving little my hand. It was awesome. And suddenly my aunt turned away and now her ass is facing me. I was really got aroused me and my dick already got. They made her orgasm a second time. She had never done that before. When it was over she suddenly realized what she was doing and where she was. Sara jumped up and pulled her hand out of her pants, and quickly turned the key in the ignition. She dropped the shifter into drive and hit the gas. She didn’t turn back, but she could over hear his laughter and his fading words. ?I knew you were a fuckin’ slut. I can always tell. Come back anytime you need some more humiliation, bitch. If you.