Her panties were mismatched from her bra, they were a sheer pastel pink, which showed that she was clearly wet. Ashley’s mound was throbbing for att...ention. Hunter traced above her panty line, then placed kisses on her inner thighs. Ashley felt like she was going to explode if she wasn’t touched.Hunter touched Ashley’s throbbing clit through her soaking panties, almost making her cum right there. He slowly pulled off her panties. Looking into Ashley’s eyes for permission. Ashley nodded. He. Roxie mewled, getting more pleasure from her son watching than in actually pissing."See?" she panted. "See me piss! See mother pissing!" Yeah," he grunted hotly."I told you!" she whimpered. "I told you I'd do it if you ask!"The stream began to slow as the force weakened. When it started dribbling from her cunt, Rich watched it run slowly over the cheeks of her ass, down along the crack. He pushed a hand over her pussy, feeling it."Now, that's a wet cunt, Mom!" He laughed.Roxie began to giggle.. We found the lady laying on her back and smoothing her sun cream over her shoulders, neck and chest. I’m certain she saw us straightaway but she continued with her regime, rubbing the white liquid slowly over her breasts, circling each nipple in turn and tossing back her head as she touched herself.I noticed Geoff was clearly enjoying the show and I whispered to him that we should get a closer look. What do we have to lose?, I whispered. We moved into the dune itself. Standing, both sporting. But Martha, I doubt Helen will return until the following year. You know how she is. She will throw all her energy into being a Mom.’ ‘Poor Roger, how is he handling it?’ ‘He is just as consumed with the idea of being a parent as she is. He takes away her French fries and is limiting her consumption of burritos and sweet plantains. He may be losing that last battle.’ ‘We are all losing that last battle, Martha said. ‘Amanda, sweetheart, you will have five grandkids and I have none. Give me.