I couldn't help myself - I spoke to my son, saying, "David! You're crying too. I didn't think this was your kind of movie."David responded weakly, his...voice still not composed, "It's so sad mom, I couldn't help it."We were on the same sofa and I opened my arms. In that fleeting moment, my subconscious betrayed me and opened me to what happened next.David came into my arms and hugged me very tight, pressing my breasts into his chest. I let him.My temperature soared as our contact became overtly. She lifted her leg so he could slide into her dripping vagina. He filled her, without parting from her lips. Goldee was in total ecstasy as a man she had met only 30 minutes ago took her to limit a she never thought she would reach. The two of them climbed unto the large wooden table and she mounted his dick, gradually allowing more inside her, until she had him all in. She rode him as if she were a bucking bronco. As she leaned forward to kiss her new lover, she felt some one knocking at her. One of them, a vivacious brunette named Fran, made it a point to mention to Robert that there was a nice clearing between the girl counselor’s and the boy’s counselors cabins. The other, an adorable redhead named Becca, mentioned the meadow had a great view of the lake and with a full moon tonight it would be a great place to relax.I had known Fran and Becca since junior high. Robert met them as high school seniors. I had a crush on Becca all the way through school but she did not know I. Why don't you have a sit, dear, while I get our Caesar salads ready and then we'll tell each other about our day as we eat." *Dinner, us, together? No TV football punctuated by grunts for more beer?* She looked at what he (?) had taken from the bag; wine! *No beer at all!* Ellie hated the smell of beer. *Damn!* but a happy "damn". She wasn't going to upset this apple cart! She'd gladly trade some hard muscles for no beer smell and a husband who brought home dinner even if he looked like a.