"No! Let me help." I said. I kicked off my blue flip flops. I placed them on the front of the blanket. I then walked over and got on my knees behi...nd her. She stood up in front of me. "I need to take off my bottoms. Hold the oil." she said. I watched as she unzipped and shimmed out of her small white shorts. She was wearing a small white t-back thong that made her ass pop out. It sat high on her hips. There was a small white square patch of fabric in the front. I could tell she was. I knew she was going to ride that big cock and I was sure it would feel awesome.She got on top of my dad and kissed him and slowly lowered her body. Dad’s cock entered her cunt. It was my mom’s time to take control. She started riding that cock slowly, shaking her hips and feeling that cock inside her. My dad was moaning. She started with a twerk. I couldn’t believe that my mom could actually do that.My dad grabbed her by the tits and she kept her pace. My mom increased her rhythm and in no. Marci lost the next hand and she removed her bra, revealing her very nice D-cup breasts. Next Mitchell lost, and I dared him to kiss Marci. She was really nervous when Mitchell stood up with his big cock swinging between his legs, and then knelt down next to Marci and took her into his arms. Mitchell gave her a very passionate kiss, and when they parted she was red with embarrassment. Everyone was naked then except that Marci still had on her underwear. Marci lost the next hand and slowly. .."Lisa, you're staring again!" she said sternly. I pulled myself back into the present and we both fell silent, the air between us becoming charged with a hot, palpable tension.Then she sat back and stretched her legs, pushing her feet out towards me and revealing the soft, intricately textured flesh of her soles. She flexed her toes back and leaned her head to one side."I guess my feet are kind of tired," she purred, narrowing her eyes and staring at me with a curious pout. "Maybe you.