Diane turned toward him, a sneer on her pretty face. "How much for what?"

"For a fuck," the boy said.

"Let's go, Pepper!" Diane took her daughter's hand and they started away.

"Hey, wait!" the first boy called. "Goddamn it, Joe, you fucked it up for us! Why can't you keep your fucking mouth shut!"

Diane stopped and faced the boys. "We aren't what you think, little boy," she said. "We don't sell our ass to anyone."

"Hey, I'm sorry," Joe replied. "I thought you…"

"I know what you thought." Diane turned an icy look at him. "That's the trouble with guys… they think every ass is for sale. When are you going to wise up and realize some of us fuck for the fun of it?"

"Hey, that's all right!" the first boy said.

"Do we understand each other?" Diane asked.

"Lady, we sure do!" Joe replied.

They laughed, all four of them. Pepper found her small hand being held by one of the boys, and she saw her mother's waist being embraced by the other.

"How about the beach?" Joe said. "No one is there. Well, maybe a few people, but they won't notice. By the way, I'm Joe and he's Frank."

Diane smiled, her arm going around Frank's waist.

Pepper was shivering with excitement. She had already gotten fucked once today, and a finger had gone into her cunt and then a tongue. Everything was happening so fast, and she loved it. She saw Frank slip his hand over her mother's ass, watched him squeeze it. Her mother laughed softly and returned the squeeze to his ass.

They arrived at a place on the beach near the water. Two blankets were there, and the boys said they belonged to them. The nearest people were over a hundred yards away. That didn't bother Diane; she had seen couples screwing on the beach at night. They would only be another couple fucking, and no one would bother them.

Pepper and her mother lay on the blankets with the boys. Joe ran his hand over Pepper's titties. "How old are you?" he asked her.