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Mom” and someone was shaking me. “What are you doing out here instead of in your bed?” It was Jana. “I . . . I couldn’t sleep so I came out here asian for a drink.” “Is she okay?” I heard Jeff’s voice behind his sister. “She’s fine, just a hard night.” And then Jana giggled. I didn’t know what caused her giggle until I followed her eyes down and realized my robe had fallen open exposing one of my tits. Instead of moving to cover up though, for some reason I couldn’t explain, I just looked back up at my daughter and showed her a wink. After a few seconds I swung my feet to the floor and stood up. Only then did I pull my robe closed and tie it in place. I didn’t look Jeff’s way, but I assume he got a good look. It wasn’t until he turned and headed to the kitchen that Jana leaned in and chinese giggled again, “Damn, Mom. That will give him something to jack off to before school.” “Gawd, I hope so.” It was Friday, and I didn’t get any housework done. I didn’t even get dressed. I mainly just took a shower and sat in the den thinking about what I was going to do when the kids got home from school. Jeff got home first pussy and gave me a quick “Hi, Mom” as he started upstairs. I went to the bar and poured myself a glass of Scotch. And then I doffed my robe, spread it on japanese the sofa and sat on it. “Mom!” japan Jana exclaimed when she got home and saw me. “What are you doing?” “I want to do what you did yesterday. It’s not fair that he gets teased at school. He should be revered. He’s special, and he shouldn’t be made to feel embarrassed about it.” She giggled, “Can I watch?” I surveyed the options, finally deciding on Vodka Seven and poured one. “Here, you’re overdressed.” “Alcohol?” “Yes, but a weak one.” And then I watched as she began undressing. I marveled at the sight. She was sexy as hell. “Okay, so what now?” She asked me when she was totally naked. “We need a picture.” I said, handing her my phone, “No faces though.” The nostalgia was overwhelming. I giggled, blushed, and scooted out of the office, with Melissa right japan behind me. Once we were outside she grabbed me, hugged and kissed me. What pussy an afternoon this had turned out to be. By doing that, her ass pushed back hard, right against my crotch. But unlike other women she'd introduced him to, often asian she wore nothing under the blouse or skirt. She replied teasing him and moving on to the sofa. “Well I don’t really have any more”. Plus, it gave him an opportunity to show off, which he just chinese loved to do. Their security was to say the least, deceptively simple looking. Her husband continued his moderate pace but wasn’t going all the way japanese into me with each stroke , but only every few minutes he would thrust hard down into me causing me to gasp for air and moan uncontrollably. Their mouths met again in a passionate embrace and she could feel his growing erection pressing against her stomach. Linda would The next things that I heard were the bedroom door closing, then Jon’s car engine start, so I presumed that he had gone out and left me. “So much different than the rest of her… like here… and here…” She nipped, caressed, prodded elsewhere on my quivering form. How was your d-” Her sentence stopped right in its tracks when she clapped eyes on me. A brief flash of something that left too quickly to be identified filled her eyes, as she looked back at Nicole and smiled. Briefly my eyes meet Leesha’s. Now I’ve been outed as straight, I worry she’ll think I tricked her during last night’s session of mutual pleasure. I reached down with both hands and she followed them with her flashlight until I reached my cunny. Deciding the moment was right, I told her that I want her to pull down the front of her dress. I told her. They had hardly even known each other. I could feel their love.