When he had stepped through the door to the roof, looking for the owner of the bikini bottoms, he had not known what to expect. However, when he had c...ome onto the roof he had first heard her, then rounded the corner and seen her. He had hesitated, feeling his cock grow hard as he watched her in silence, and then he had moved closer. She hadn’t seemed to notice him sitting at her feet, watching intently. His manhood throbbed intensely as she exploded into her orgasms and he had nearly exclaimed. So Alex was curios of what she was rocking to so he walked up to the door then hearing his mom speaking. " yes yes ohhh god yes pound my wet sluttly pussy fuck me" She kept saying over again, so he took his eye to the door then with a shock bugging his eye out of his head he saw his granddad pounding his mom's pussy seeing her straight line cut of her pussy getting filled by his grandads 12inch cock out of her tight pussy. Alex stood there watching them, His grandad just held onto her hips. ” He turned back to Elliott. “That’s great to know you’ve got that on hand, but a Coke is fine for now. We might need The Bull a little later.” He gave Elliott a sly wink as he said that.The other two chose Cokes as well. “Okay, Cokes all around. I’ll be back in a minute.” Elliott had just gotten some glasses filled with ice when his mother’s voice reached him.“Thanks for getting started on things, dear.” He looked up as his mother came bounding down the stairs, her shapely body clad in her. She was also representing Diabla, real name Irina Krystow. She was inside for, well, I’ll let her tell you. We had become lovers in jail.“When we were both acquitted, thanks to Erin, we split up but, later, Erin got us back together, inviting us to visit her here.” She took my hand. “We have become incredibly close and loyal to each other and we have become better crooks. Better because we only target evil people. We’re not Robin Hoods. We steal for ourselves but we only steal from vile.