In her mind she saw Carolyn's pretty, naked ass bouncing up and down on her brother's cock, her sugary cunt stretching around it.

"Anyone interested in a picnic today?" she asked. "It's a beautiful day for it."

"I don't have anything else to do." Bobby said.

Lynn noticed him glancing at her mouth and she ran the tip of her tongue across lips. Bobby jerked his eyes away, a faint blush on his face.

Carolyn was looking at her mother strangely and Lynn knew what was going on behind her daughter's lovely eyes. She resisted a wink, drinking her coffee. Lynn glanced down and saw that her robe had parted and her tits were almost exposed. Lynn glanced back at her daughter and their eyes locked for a moment. Then, slowly, Lynn covered her tits, still looking into her daughter's eyes. There was a growing tension between them as they prepared for the picnic. Lynn was aware of her son and daughter glancing at her speculatively.

"Why wear a dress on a picnic, Mother?" Carolyn asked.

"Because I seldom wear one," Lynn said.

"I think you're pretty, Mom!" Bobby said. "You should wear a dress more often."

"I might do that," Lynn said, smiling at her son.

There was a grassy place on the other side of an orange grove that they used as picnic grounds. The ancient trees shaded the place nicely. Spreading out the blanket, Carolyn and Bobby unloaded the food. Lynn sat on the grass leaning against the trunk of a tree, watching them.

Lynn drew one knee up, resting her chin on it. She closed her eyes, remembering the taste of her son's cock. His come juice had been especially sweet running so hotly down her throat.

With the pick-up unloaded, Bobby and Carolyn sat on the blanket. Lynn didn't know they were gazing at her exposed thigh, seeing the crotch of her panties. As she thought about sucking her son's cock, remembering her excitement at seeing Jake piss, Lynn became aroused again. She wasn't even aware that she was slowly caressing the back of her thigh.