Lucy was back to square one without a hint or a clue. Had they asked Jeremy, he would have said that they were simply "targets of opportunity", girls ...hat he had never seen until that very moment.As valid as these concerns were to Lucy Jergens and her fellow officers, they were virtually unknown to the local press, the tourist bureau and most importantly, to any tourists. It is certain that had either Mrs. Marilyn Forster or her equally snooty daughter Kerstin known anything at all about those. I did and sat back down by him and he gently felt my legs and just the feel of his masculine hands rubbing against my nylon covered legs was enough to drive me nuts,I responded by rubbing his leg until I reached the bulge in his pants.I could feel his cock as it got hard and we started kissing and rubbing each other and I could tell he was well hung as I rubbed his stiff cock through his jeans.He had my cock hard as well and only the band around my panties was able to keep my cock from being. The tablecloth moved as she bobbed her head. I knew her large tits swayed in the purple housecoat she wore. She was naked beneath, her flesh so inviting.“Damn, Mom,” I groaned. “Damn, you want my cum so badly.”I groaned. Why did I say that? It just made this harder and harder.Jenny’s bedroom door opened and then closed. My teeth ground harder. I just had to hold out for another minute. I just had to resist the wonderful, hot, wet sucking of my mother’s mouth. My hot mother with those lush tits. Picking it up I realized that it was the cum covered one from yesterday. I quickly stuffed it into my bag.My cousin, Billy walked up, “Hey cuz,” he said and stuck out his hand.“Hey Billy,” I said, “You grew your hair longer.”His hair was down to his shoulders and parted in the middle. “Yeah,” he grinned, “It pisses my dad off.”Billy was a great guy. He brought a bottle of bourbon to the last reunion. And lots of dirty magazines, that we jerked off to after lights out. I never could figure out.