It was around noon I went inside and made me a sandwich to eat. I used the bathroom and on my way back to the kitchen I checked the mail . Then I real...zed it was to early for her. She would deliver it around two or three in the afternoon.I knew she had a package for me and she would be delivering it on Monday as I got a notice on Saturday it was in my mail box when I got home from work it was a certified letter that I had to sign for. The thing was I had no idea what the letter was or where it. I slide my hands inside his shirt and feel how warm he is, running my hands through his chest hair. I can feel the warm summer air brush up against my pussy lips and I feel myself moan a little bit in excitement. He turns the bike down this little dirt road and we finally end up at this little camp quite a ways in the woods next to a beautiful little pond. He grabs my legs and pulls me around him so I am facing him, my legs over his. “You can lean back” he says with a big smile on his face. I. She was throw away some trash! smake again. then he stoped and ran hes finger from her butthole to her botten (now i no what its called) and she moaned. he then said this is for letting jasime go out side he lick hes finger and shoved it really hard in to my mom ass hole she tried to cover up her scream but it was still loud. he started taking out hes finger and putting it back in in out in out and me mom was staring to moan. then her flip her over so that she was on all fours and her pulled. I returned with the antique green glass quart mason jar full of stones and brought it back upstairs. I use this mason jar, the kind with the glass top and wire clamps as a paperweight for the days receipts. When I returned, I dumped the small, marble sized stones into a pile on the floor in front of her. I could see her bottom lip start to quiver. Obviously she remembered and recognized the water washed lake stones. "Do you remember when we were courting, Lisa? Of course you do...those summer.