When they found a quiet patio they sat down at a small table. The young waiter returned several times to check on them, but they only nursed their dri...nks as they chatted. ‘So you work for a New York investment firm and are visiting your friend on your vacation. What does your friend do?’ JD inquired. Taryn’s eyes darted a little. ‘Securities.’ ‘Securities. What kind of securities?’ He tried to stay calm but his curiosity smelled something out of place. ‘I don’t know exactly, we don’t exactly. OMG... my mother-n--law is rubbing my dick and I instantly turned hard as fuck! Just sit back, pay attention to the traffic, be quiet and i'll take care of you... she undid my jeans, worked my cock out of my underwear and started stroking me...with her other hand she reached down into her purse and pulled out some lotion put some on the head of my cock gripped tightly and went to town on my dick... I was SO fucking turned on... as she stroked me she just starred at my cock.... OH FUCK, IM. I had left Becky alone, drifting in a blissful post-orgasmic glow, because the object of our desires, our gorgeous daughter Lucy, had just arrived home from school and was running up the stairs toward us. She hadn't burst in on us while I was deep inside her mother, nor had she opened the door while Becky was moaning her name, over and over. The laws of narrative therefore demanded that she be listening outside the door, reckless with desire, her fingers inside her white, virginal panties.... By now they were hardly moving, just swaying in time to the music. She cupped Diane’s vulva in her hand, holding it for a moment before letting her middle two fingers slip between her labia’s. It felt so slick and juicy, Diane moved her knees apart to accommodate her. Diane in turn followed her example, and felt Allyson’s wetness through the material of her knickers. As she fingered her through her knickers, soft sounds started emitting from her mouth. Again the music stopped, and neither of.