She lay quietly again, feeling the heat on her body, between her legs, listening to her son's heavy breathing. She wanted to touch him again, feel his cock, but she didn't know what Derick would think about it.

She wouldn't be feeling so fucking horny if her husband was still alive, she tried to tell herself. But then, maybe she would. He wouldn't do some of the things she wanted. He had been very good to her, but he could not match her intense hunger for erotic games.

"This one is yours, Derick," she heard Julie say.

Turning away from her son, Mandy watched as Julie sat on the sand, her legs crossed, licking the ice cream. That pink little tongue excited her, watching it move about the ice cream the way Mandy's moved about a very stiff cock. It was an erotic thing to watch, and her cunt tingled as if she were going to have another orgasm. She didn't see Johnny anywhere, though.

Finishing his ice cream, Derick stood up.

"I gotta take a pee," he said bluntly. The boy walked across the hot sand toward the vending stands and parking lot. But he didn't enter one of the toilets. He kept going to the parking lot. Mandy, curious, suspecting her son wanted to do more than piss, sat up and brushed sand off her body, holding her halter top over her straining tits.

"Tie me up, honey," she said to Julie, who tied her halter. "Wait here for me. I'll be right back."

Mandy walked in the direction her son had gone, her ass swaying, long legs drawing the eyes of men and women alike. She ignored them, and the soft whistles of appreciation from the bolder men. She rounded the concession stands and walked to the parking lot, and then moved toward her car in a roundabout way so her son wouldn't see her.