Then, I move the panties and let my eyes feast on the hairy, wrinkly pussy. I play with the gray hairs for a minute or two and then I finger the flesh... I have to lick my fingers to start because she has practically no moisture left in her body but I love the feel of the loose skin slipping under my fingers, around them, squeezing. By the time I put my tongue on that sweet twat, she's slick from deep inside. At first, I thought she must be faking and was really awake the whole time. But. She strode proudly down the beach as I led her, almost prancing as she brazenly displayed herself to the watching crowd.I'd fucked my mother the night before! Repeatedly. And every single person we passed on the beach that afternoon knew it. They could sense it. Our bodies screamed out the news. Of course they didn't know we were mother and son, instead we were repeatedly greeted by friendly greetings - 'Hi Bonnie, hi Chris'. Everyone seemed to know us.They all looked at my cock. The women. Sarah accepted and was excited at the idea of spending the afternoon together the down side was that her son was in, and not to worry much as he spends most his time in his room watching movies. I wasn’t to bothered about this news and told her I would be up in a few minutes. Before leaving the house I double-checked my wallet to make sure my condom was in there. What seemed like a year driving there thanks to the other motorists not wanting to be in a rush I finally arrived at Sarah’s house.. Andtrust me, these guys were not cute enough to deserve that sort oftreatment. I mean, they were fine, if you liked hairy bodies and beards,they could have even been described as cute, despite their weight, butthese girls seemed to be looking at them as though they were the pick ofthe litter.I leaned forward to take a closer look. Oh, of course, how could I nothave noticed that? The girls, all wearing skirts, were pitching majortents."Good job, Evan," Elizabeth laughed, holding the device out.