It was very quiet once the car was turned off. Just the sounds of birds and a few grasshoppers could be heard, and maybe the rustle of a squirrel or c...hipmunk scurrying about. “Let’s go” said miss ‘J’ as she grabbed the bag of burgers and headed for the table. Robert followed with the bag of sodas. They placed the two bags on the table and Robert was ready to swing his leg over the seat and sit down when Missus ‘J’ said “wait Robert! Do you have to use the bathroom first?” Robert thought. Her head was swinging side to side, and her crying was only interrupted by the guttural grunts that came when my cock reached full depth in her fanny. As I felt my balls tighten, I kept my cock as far up Terri's butthole as I could. She could tell that I was going to come and my loving mom reached back between her legs and massaged my ball sack as I pumped and unloaded deep into her bowels. Even after ejaculating a nice load up Terri's butt, my cock was still semi rigid and remained wedged up. She wore blue jeans and a blue shirt. She was still a little surprised by all this, especially when I pawed at her breasts and began to rub them through her shirt. I lifted her shirt and now rubbed her breasts through her bra. She was still stunned all this was happening, as was I. Then I slowly kissed and licked her left breast. Then I did the same to her right, and spent some time sucking both as I felt her back stiffen. It continued that way for a while as well as some heavy making out. When. My fingers slid into it and brushed through my brown bush. I groaned as I stroked through those hairs. Many girls my age shaved, but I loved the feel of having pubic hair. I liked going down on a girl with a bush. I loved nuzzling into her silky hairs before eating her out.I hoped Mom had a thick bush.“Nancy!” she gasped after finally gathering herself. “What are you doing?”“Masturbating,” I groaned, rubbing my fingers up and down my furred muff. My silky hairs rubbed on the palm of my hand. I.