"Pepper!" Diane gasped. "That isn't how to talk…"

"I thought you two had an understanding?" Hank laughed, cupping Diane's fingers around his swollen cock. "Why can't the kid watch?"

Diane could not resist squeezing Hank's throbbing prick. Her fingers tightened on it, and she gave a soft whimper. Pepper watched with huge eyes, excitement burning in them.

"She's too young," Diane said, but she continued squeezing his cock. "She isn't old enough to see that."

"She just came running in here, all excited and out of breath, yelling that she just got fucked." Hank laughed. "And you think she's too young? Come off it, Diane."

"But I'm her mother," Diane protested weakly. "Sure, with an understanding," the man pointed out.

Diane squeezed his cock hard, moving her fingers up and down. Pepper stared, fascinated, feeling that nice sensation between her legs again.

"Yes, understanding," Diane whispered thickly. "I'm going to watch, Mother," Pepper said firmly. "If you're going to fuck him, I'm not going anywhere except right here."

Diane looked at her daughter, speculating. There was no doubt Pepper was excited, interested and very aroused. She felt Hank's hand on her tit, squeezing into her firm, shapely flesh. She sighed. "Why not?"

Diane leaned forward so the man could unhook her halter, and her tits came free. Pepper stared at her mom's tits, seeing the large nipples. She was becoming more excited by the second, shifting from foot to foot. When her mother stood up and began peeling her shorts down, Pepper moved closer.

Diane was not the bashful kind. She had a beautiful, curvy body and knew it. She enjoyed sit ting on the beach in a revealing string bikini and feeling the eyes of men and boys on her. She stood tall and proud in her nakedness, her shapely tits arching up, nipples very erect. Her waist was flat and smooth, hips rounded. She had a bush of thick pubic hair a little darker than her honey-blonde hair. Pepper had seen her mother naked before, but it was different now.