She was fit and fine. She was waiting for us to go out for dinner.My dad was happy to see her back to normal and immediately asked to change and come ...or dinner. I didn’t want to change. I planned to stay with mom the whole night and listen to her fucking story. We three then went for dinner and to the dining table.“Dad, today you sleep in my room, and I will sleep with mom,” I said“Why do you think that I will let you sleep in my room? Not happening,” dad exclaimed.“You have already stayed for. Betty laughed, turned to face Carol squarely, and gave her what was clearly a searing kiss. As Carol caught her breath, I quickly realized, as Betty probed my mouth, why she was known for kissing.She began to unbutton her blouse, revealing breasts even larger and more perfectly formed the outline under her blouse had suggested. Of course, I had seen her naked, but that had been at stage distance. While I've never been fixated on breasts, I was compelled to reach out and touch. Their skin was. She gasped at the sharp sound and sting, and then a long, throaty purr escaped her throat. He wasn't sure if it sounded more like a growl, but he knew what it meant.He swung a series of solid figure eights in the air, the strap swiping her finely sculpted ass with each cross. Blood pumped hard through his veins as he watched her hips roll, as if she were trying to buck an unseen beast riding her to the outskirts of hell.The pale crimson of the entrancing slash between her thighs was glistening,. As instructed by Helen I opened the doorwearing the peach nightdress. Flash! Alison was with Helen and she hadtaken a picture of me wearing my nightdress on her phone. Helen andAlison came into my apartment and after making them coffees I wasinstructed by Helen to go and put on a shortie nightie. "You mean ababydoll nightdress," said Alison. Both Helen and I looked at Alison inamazement. Blushing Alison said, "Martyn bought me one once."I went to the bedroom and exchanged my peach nightdress.