’ ‘That was too easy, Ron,’ Grant looked between his grandparents and Ron. What had changed suddenly? It couldn’t be goodwill on Ron’s part,... the man was as selfish as the next guy in Hollywood. But then, Grant wasn’t about to look a gift horse in the mouth. He felt like he had been given another chance. ‘Call me a hopeless romantic!’ Ron said a little too cheerfully. ‘I will have Janna make the travel arrangements and she’ll let you know when you go to St. Louis.’ A smile spread on Grant’s. As we moved out of the chalet into the light her little wrap around became almost see though and with every small breeze as she walked it lifted to bare her cheeks. As we arrived at the beach there were not many there so we chose a spot and lay down with our books in the pleasant sunshine. We had been there for an hour or so when we noticed a really well hung black man talking to a couple just a few metres away from us. They left together and only moments later another approached us asking if. "You're right!" he chuckled. "I hadn't thought of that!" Molly reached behind herself and gripped Dad's cock, which was well on its way to renewed erection."So you see," Mom went on, without breaking our fucking rhythm, "there's something new for all of us tonight."I snickered at my Mom's nasty erotic imagination, and continued thrusting in and out of her. Her pussy felt so warm, so comfortable; I didn't want it to end."You're doing great," she encouraged me. "You feel wonderful inside me. What. I'll do anything you want.” He stopped for a second and gripped his cock, not wanting to come yet, then slowly started again. “You can get a bunch of strange men here and I'll suck their cocks and then they can take turns with me.” He stared deep into Mrl Banfield's glowing eyes and his hand went faster; he couldn't help it. “You can bring anyone. Black guys. Other teachers. Anyone. No more girls, only men... only obeying you... being your bitch... on my hands and knees... cocks in my mouth, in.