They lit up a couple of cigarettes again, so Mindy and I went off to our room. Mindy started Facebooking on her phone, so I had a shower and when I ju...ped in the bed, opened YouTube and also my mobile phones CCTV App feed so I could continue watching.The older woman and young girl still hadn’t come out of the room, nor had the other guy and I was getting suspicious. The girl and guy outside went back into the room, and it looked like they were checking to make sure the window blinds were. He moved into me, wrapping his arms around my waist and looking down into my eyes. "I've always thought you were beautiful...please...let me help you.." with that his hand traveled down around my bottom and he squeezed it gently. Before I could object his lips were pressed around mine, hungrily sucking. I melted in his arms, giving into the kiss. His tongue brushed along my lip and soon I was experiencing my first French kiss. His saliva tasted so good and my excitement had come back. He. ." With my cock up your ass," Mr. Moore reminded me, but Mom was already moving anyway."Yeah ... With Mr. Moore's cock in my butt," I said, panting the words as Mom spread her thighs over the padded arms of the recliner.She lowered her neatly trimmed pussy onto my cock, aiming it with her hand. Her husband-to-be let go of my shoulders so he could reach around her, pulling my mom's tits against my chest while she worked her cunt up and down my rigid penis. She kissed Mr. Moore, leaning past me. Although Bountyville was hardly large--a rather old sign gave a population of 250--it was clear that the women were more than a little fertile. They were not a flashy lot--the women seemed to favor simple cotton dresses and aprons--but Bella felt her stomach turning when she saw more than one young lady leading a string of children down the street, many with an obvious family resemblance.In fact, it gratified Bella to see how weather-beaten the town looked--somehow confirming her belief that.