To me, though, she was very pretty and it even seemed that she may even be interested in me. Like me, she was shy and had lacked the nerve to speak to... the opposite sex. Things were finally looking up for me and then my parents drop this bomb on me.My parents had been on my case about getting a job this summer. I wasn’t against getting a job, it was just bloody hard to find one around here. My lack of success in finding a job the moment they told me to was being interpreted by my mother as an. She needed to find a release soon. Her thoughts were consumed by sex, by the feeling of Melina fingering her… Kayla pulled her skirt off, reasoning that she could save time when Scott entered by undressing now. But really, she just wanted to give her own hands easy access. Parting her legs slightly where she stood, she placed a single finger atop her clit and applied a gentle pressure. Oh, how easy it would be to relieve her own tension here and now. Swirling her finger around in slow circles,. I peeked in to see him sitting on the side of his bed with his hands at the side of his head."Baby, are you afraid of the storm too?" I asked as I entered his room."Yes. Storms always upset me. I don't like them and I am frightened of the lighting," he replied."Me too. I hate these bad storms. Why don't you come to my room and we can sleep in my bed until it passes," I suggested, not thinking anything about it. That was what a mother was suppose to do, right? Comfort her son in times like. Rock hard cock inside her wet slippery juicy pussy. Hands searching and exploring each other all over.Finally her bikini bottoms are torn off in the heat of their passion. His sweatpant come down to his ankles. They continue to fuck.They are joined by a drunk who sees their activity and coaxes them on. He pulls out his phone and proceeds to record.She moans.He moans.They moan.He splashes down. His man juice squirts her in the eyes and tits and pussy. and everywhere in between. She is covered.