Hubby was on a business trip, the boys were out at the pool with their cousin, Mitch, he was fifteen, and my younger son's best friend, Jeff, who was ...sixteen. Four teenage boys, all full of testosterone, all girl-magnets.I had put on one of my bikinis, the skimpiest, actually, don't ask me why, so I could get some sun and, well, maybe enjoy showing myself to these four horny boys, so I decided to make up a pitcher of lemonade and take it out.When I sat the tray down on the table, I felt a hand. He knew guys could look all they wanted but he was going to have me later. Shopping finished we decided to eat at a restaurant in the shopping centre. The waitress was taking my order but I could tell she was looking at me. Dad mentioned it and I chuckled. “Maybe I should get her address” I said.Back home we unpacked everything and sat down with a coffee. “What did you mean about getting that girl’s address?” dad asked “what DID you do at Sid and Sue’s place”. I smiled “dad I know about you and. And I jerked off as he greedily took her and pumped his potent seed into her white body.Susan, fucked to orgasm countless times already, was soon crying with pleasure as William's sizable tool worked on her slick and slippery hole. In half an hour I counted five climaxes before the big Black cock spewed into her. When she recovered and became aware of her surroundings once more, she saw me and asked in annoyance if I'd washed the dishes. I nodded and she said I was supposed to take the dogs for. But he did so with a smile on his face. The look on Maria’s face was not quite so peaceful. It had begun to look downright lascivious as she saw her man crest the waves. After so many months at sea, both lovers knew that water was not the best lubricant — nor the best taste enhancer. A salty taste is less pleasant than a honey lick. So they raised their way back onto the deck. They made no more than three paces on board before they collapsed in each others’ arms and upon the slightly rough teak.