”“We have our Mom’s permission.” Tommy stuck out his tongue at the burly, coarse shaven guy. Robert simply pointed at their mother.“That tru...?” The clerk’s eyes suddenly sparkled. “Them your sons, Ma-am?”Joan had to clear her throat. The man’s attention made her face burn with shame. “Y-yes. I-I don’t want them to grow up ignorant.” She tried. The boy’s had coached her.The clerk reckoned, this woman’s sons were far less embarrassed to be here, than she. He grinned at the thought. “Can I help. But she couldn't give herself up to the fantasy, not here and now, after a busy session, and with a crowd of women all waiting for the shower to get on with their own Friday nights. So she took a deep breath, shut off the water, and went into the change rooms to dry off. Her skin felt alive and her loins still tingled as she got dressed. Her yellow dress was light and brushed softly against her skin. Her bra was very sheer and she noticed that as she put it on, her nipples showed through. She. They managed to get back to Paul's house just before the afternoon rain hit. "Looks like we got back just in time," Paula remarked.The three sat at a circular table and put their supplies out in front of them. Lesley started with cutting some red paper, while Sandra began to use crayons to write on some white pieces of paper. Paula was working with the paste, pens and other art supplies. By the time they all had a stack of Valentine cards for the whole class, the rain was coming down pretty. These guys are so good, if I looked tired they would bring me a drink and ask if I needed a break, If I did need a break they would help me up off the stump and get me anything I needed – one of the guys was really into eating pussy, and after every couple of guys he would move in and eat me out the best he could. The guys kept me busy for a good 2 hours before they started to loose steam. Once they were all done, they helped me up and laid the blanket out on a grassy area for me to rest on. .