Kevin walked over and placed the drinks on the nightstand as I stood up and reached down to caress him threw the pants with both hands as he kissed me.... Breaking the kiss I sat down on the bed in front of him and untied his Hercules pants and pulled them down with his jockey shorts. He stepped out of them and I reached up and took the weight of his balls in one hand while I gripped the first cock other than my own with the other hand. It was bigger than mine by at least and inch and much wider I. I learned that she had already turned off from the trail that had followed the stream and was now working her way through the forest. I told her to slow down and be careful. She just scoffed and told me to stop worrying. I let her go after that.Francine was waiting for me in the trailer. She was naked and dripping with arousal. As I peeled off my clothing, she knelt on the air mattress with her legs parted. She had a neatly trimmed bush and plump pubes that were glistening with dampness. I eyed. Full of energy and enthusiasm as befits her job, she has an athletic but not overly muscular build and a liking for wearing figure hugging clothes. Often when attending my daughter’s shows I have to concede my glance does linger on Nicky’s shapely form sometimes a lot more than what is happening on stage. One evening after I had returned home with my daughter after her dance class I realised we had left her sweater behind. She too had noticed and, as it was her favourite, she begged me to. "Are you OK?" my husband asked me. He was looking at me. I smiled and said," I'm OK; I thought it would be a problem sitting on my sons lap, but it really isn't. This isn't going to be so bad of a ride."Here I was talking to my husband with my son's fingers in me. "How much farther until we stop?" I don't want to stop until I go a little further," How about you Mike, can you go a little bit further?" Yea, mom. I can go a lot further," Good," I answered. "The further we go, the better I like.