I am feeling so hungry.Saying so, I just rubbed my nose and tongue on the back of her neck, licking the sweat on her body. My semi-hard cock rubbed my... mom’s ass cheeks over her saree. I played with her navel and spongy breasts over her blouse. I pulled her more and more into my arms and I felt my hard and hung cock getting in between her ass cheeks.My mother tightened her ass and squeezed my cock between her ass cheeks. We were pleasuring each other even without undressing. I couldn’t wait. Anyway where was I? I've digressed; got a nasty habit of doing that lately. Yeah, I got my usual two six-packs and made my way down to the beach. It was pretty busy that morning, what with the sunshine and all. Not that anyone — even the holidaymakers - would trouble me once I reached my little hideaway.Having dug up and filled my old galvanised bucket with water from a farmer's trough in the field at the back edge of the dunes; I dropped my cans in the water to keep them cool-ish. Cheap beer. I was just the kid in the background that, years later, someone would say "He was always a quiet kid. I never knew he'd take a gun and..." I smiled at my own mental image of myself in the role of the misunderstood loner, though I hardly fit the role of dangerous outsider. It was clear that no one there had the slightest clue who I was. But I also wasn't alone anymore, so I wouldn't have to worry about that, at least!"So, want us to drop you off at school again?" Allison playfully asked as she. With beautifully sculpted D-cup breasts, and a slim figure with wide hips and firm ass; she was the icon of many men's lust. She was a stay at home mother, who occasionally helped out at her husband's congregation. Though being a mother, and 41, she looked like she was in her early 30s. She was just as loving and compassionate as the man she married, and extremely naïve about the more... perverse things in life.There was their oldest daughter, Leah, who was 22. She was almost an exact copy of.