“Bob, before you fuck Sally in her ass,” she said, “I want you to fuck mine first. If it hurts me, then you can’t fuck her up the ass.” “M...ther, I wanna do it!” Sally insisted, drying herself.“You can, but only after I make sure it won’t hurt,” Marla said. “And the only way I know is to do it first myself. Come on, Bob, you can fuck Mother in the us.”Bob, very excited about shoving his cock into a different opening, didn’t care whose asshole he fucked. With his body still wet from the tub, went. We decided we would walk along the river bank, a popular stroll for many who want to enjoy the evening. The grass was a rich, lush green, and the newly leafed trees were a beautiful contrast. He held my hand as we walked, and we watched the geese and ducks on the water, and the few stray geese that would waddle along the walking paths with us. The pelicans were back for the summer, and we watched them bob in the water by the weir. We talked as we walked, about many things, about life,. She noticed you doing the same as her and begins to slide fingers in to see if you do and you do. The two of you match each others playing. This is kept up for about 10 mins till the woman grabs a dildo and inserts it making you moan out, I reach down and can feel your dripping cum from your pussy. She sits up and tells us if we tip her an other $10 she will show us something special, I slide a 10 dollar bill in the slot and she slides up near the glass, places her feet on the glass. She starts. "The guys....What happen to them?" I said. "I tried one more time. I put my hand down there and they shot in my hand. Plus they were kinda of small. I was hoping for something bigger. Maybe someday." said Joy. I then shifted my ass on her bed. Her Mom's small robe fell open some more. I could feel the thin material on my cock strain to contain me."How many woman have you slept with Teach?" said Joy. I smiled. "A gentleman never tells. A few." I said. "I'm sure more than a few. You have a nice.