Come to think about it, the daughter’s were eminently kissable as well, I realized as I began to feel a stirring in my swim trunks. The next boy was...around 12, a gawky early adolescent and then a younger brother about 5 or 6.OK then, that put mom's age in the mid thirties, depending on when she began childbearing.I had almost no “spa action” where I was seated so I kept inching to my left, trying to get at least close to the best jets at the back. Not so close that I made her feel. He pulled my hips up so I was on my knees, head still buried in Rick’s muscular ass. I felt fingers lightly touching my balls. Caressing my ass cheeks. My ass hole. Rick was pushing back into my face. He rolled over. “Suck my cock some more, now.” He said.Like he had to ask. My pleasure. Believe me. I took him into my mouth and throat, trying to relax and take him in. I rocked back and forth on him, each time trying to get a bit more in. I had forgotten Gary, but when I felt a slippery finger. I rang the doorbell and she came to the door in her robe long gray hair down to her shoulders. Her yard was already done so I asked her, what do you need me to do? She took me into her bedroom and she dropped the robe and got in the bed. Looked at me and said, ‘what are you waiting for’. I quickly took off my clothes and dived in. I open her legs to get to that big gray hairy bush, spread the pussy lips and started sucking. She rotated her ass round and round and moaned and started talking. ” “I don’t remember them,” he mumbled. I came round and bent him over the desk, spread his legs apart and swish, swish, gave him two strokes with the crop across his taut bum cheeks. He stood upright and his rigid cock stood out straight over the edge of the desk. “Write down the map coordinates,” I repeated. “I don’t remember them.” Again I bent him over the desk and spread his legs, taking a little longer and enjoying the view. Swish, swish, I gave him another two strokes with the crop.