By the time they got to the clearing, they were both naked. They tossed their clothes aside and embraced. Kyle slipped his erect c**k between his mother's thin legs. They kissed like the star-crossed lovers they were, hands roving, bodies rubbing. They broke their embrace; I could see their chests heaving. Aubrey spread the big towel and lay down, holding her legs open behind her knees. Her p***y was shaved, smooth, and shiny with her desire. Karl knelt and leaned down. Aubrey held her son's head against her p***y with one hand while she stuck the other in her mouth. Then she looked straight up at the tower, briefly.
Stroking my c**k, I nudged the scope. My mother was in the woods, standing in a thick bush, watching. Her suit was the perfect color. I was stunned. My initial thought was, W
