Grinding it up, heating it up, adding some milk and cooking it on the stove. Her stirring wasn’t like normal stirring either. As the spoon moved aro...und the pot, so did her body. With each rotation of the spoon she looked like she was dancing around a pole. I let out an involuntary groan, causing her to look over her shoulder at me. Her face morphed from “soccer-mom cute” to “was that for little ol’ me?” to “come fuck me stud.” Then she turned back around to continue her stirring. She took the. I sigh in pleasure and then I feel your warm mouth on my nipple as you take it into your mouth. Our excitement is growing and then I feel you withdraw. As I open my eyes I see you sink to the floor and your hands are under my skirt at my hips. I begin to ask you what you’re doing but stop as you lower my underwear. You lean forward and I feel your tongue on my wet pussy and I moan, dropping my head back. I feel your hand on my leg as you lift it to your shoulder to give you better access. . A young mother and her husband were sitting on a huge cloth, with a very pretty blonde girl a year or so younger than Mike.“Shit!” Lisa said. “We can’t stop here, I guess. We’ll go a little farther down the road.”She drove perhaps a hundred yards and stopped again.They got out and walked into the forest, holding hands.They paused near a tall tree, unable to keep their hands off each other any longer.Mike ran his hands under his mother’s skirt to fondle her naked ass, while Lisa pulled his cock. But I hear them as well, so we're even.However, Kiki was now flat on the bed smiling at me, it seemed like a good time for a hug, and some boob action, so I did. She did eventually say, "I remember why I like you now." With a big grin on her face. I took that as a compliment, so my insides pretty much danced for joy. I did like it when I pleased either Kiki, or Kennedy, and I don't think it was just my submissive side thinking.I was hard again by this time, that much was obvious to both of us..