Eventually the conversation comes back to the kids, what can I say, were parents. With lunch over we go catch a movie. Im not paying it much attention... as I keep looking over at my wife. Shes gorgeous. Back to the screen some people are talking about something but I dont care, Im just happy to have some alone time with her. Finally the movie ended and we drove home. At home, we made our way to the bedroom, no words were said, none were needed. We both knew what the other wanted. In the bedroom. Besides, his lovely young bride was in no more danger from those "cute" Mexicans now that they were on their way home from that place.Don headed back toward El Molino, and as the car began the mounting climb up the steep grade he knew that he would be glad to get to bed. He'd had far too much to drink and the outing had exhausted him. Carolyn had turned on the car radio and the mellifluous tones of Mexican guitars filled the night air. That was more like his kind of music, Don thought, wishing. The galley has so much more room.I was hard and fast. I had two goals. The first was to complete the act. The second was not to allow anyone to catch us. I didn't want her to lose her job. It took about five or six minutes to fill the condom. I don't think that Judy finished, but she was jumping down before I even had time to zip up. She gave me a big hug and thanked me. I dropped my condom in with the rest of the trash and wondered what the trash sorters at the food plant would have to say. "Don't leave yet, Mom," whispered Beth.Sheila smiled and agreed to stay, this time the women stretched out on Beth's bed, giving Sheila's back a rest.As Beth situated herself, trying desperately to get comfortable, Sheila slid up behind her, wrapping her arms around her daughter. Beth's body had begun to tingle again, still confusing her."Get some rest, baby," Sheila whispered.Beth wasn't sleepy, she was more interested in the fact that her mother's hands were just inches from her young tits,.