We were walking to the car, Jason had his hand in my back pocket of my jean skirt. We were walking like we've been together for a long time. Diane a...nd Jim in the front seat sitting next to each other and we were cose to each other, practiclally in each others lap. Jason, had his hand on my chest again, tugging on my nipples, so they will show thru my shirt.Once at the resteraunt, we were seated at a table with 2 booths. Jason liked this alot. his right hand was on my leg, working it's way. Her bum rolled upwards giving me clear aim on her cunt which was wet with expectation. It also showed the black rectangle of the base of her plug. I had almost forgotten about that and I grabbed it and pulled on it gently and rotated it in her hole. I think Sylvia thought I might be about to remove it and use her arse for my pleasure and looked relieved when I let go and stopped playing with it.The truth is I could wait no longer, and my dick was anxious to get going. I took hold of it near the. Jasmin stopped and stood next to the picnic table. She put one foot up on the bench and turned her knee out to open her legs. I zoomed in close on her open legs and watched as her piss flowed from her opened pussy. Her one hand was on her ass while the other rested on top of her mound, which she used to pull up and aim her pee out in front of her. As the stream started to trail off she placed her hand in front of it and splashed it up between her legs. Her wet hand started working between her. He is going to rape my daughter and there is nothing I can do, Kristen told herself. I can't get the gun free fast enough, we couldn't get out fast enough, he is going to take my baby girl's virginity by rape. The only thing I can do for sure is make it less painful, she thought. Even if it is wrong. "Chelsea, lay down baby," Kristen instructed her daughter. "Why mommy," Chelsea asked, laying back slowly. "Just lay down," Kristen said firmly. Chelsea lay back, her knees up.