After I told her that, Vicki took off her seat belt and crawled on the center console facing me. She put her hands on my shoulders and asked timidly, ...��Would you hold me?”As I put my arms around her; she kissed my cheek and rested her head on my shoulder. Then she began weeping as she pleaded softly, “Please, don’t think badly of me.”I wasn't a macho man or tough guy. I was really a big soft hearted slob that hated to see anyone hurting. So when she started to cry, I tried to kiss away her salty. Lisa's body was unencumbered now - her legs widely spread and her hands working on her pink hairless sex, which was rather wet and excited by the look of things.Mother was bouncing up and down wildly - her pleasure having taken over from the rest of her senses. Mom orgasmed once before I did - jerking in my arms, screaming out with unrestrained pleasure before my hands restarted her movements. My own orgasmed finally occurred seconds before mother's second - and Lisa's first - the three of us. "Ma'am you can go now. Everybody stay here," I ordered then ran after Kelly.Kelly was sitting on a small log watching the waves when I ran out on the beach. I sat down next to her and stared too."I'm sorry," she said after about five minutes."For what?" I know you hate when I say things like that."I sighed, put my arm around her, and pulled her in close. "You're a big girl now. You can talk the way you want to. But one of the great things about not saying fuck in every other sentence is that. I now had to figure out the advanced plans. My mind started racing and within an hour I had the whole night planned. First, buy her a new outfit, very short, very sexy. Then, new shoes to go with the outfit. Must be very high heeled, very sexy. Finally, how to get her drunk before I take her out. She wouldn't wear the outfit I would pick if she wasn't drunk before I got her dressed. This part I would have to work on. Plus, she didn't like to drink very often so I figure an adventure like this.