And Mrs. Johnson was on the mantle. He was not an unattractive man, I though. Actually, were I a woman, I would be proud to be on his arm. Could I do ...hat? Could I be his wife? I had met Bill before, and kind of liked him. He was funny, always willing to help out, and seemed like such a nice guy. I felt my skirts around my legs, smelled my feminine perfume, looked down at my bosom. I would do it. I would become Mrs. Bill Johnson.Mrs. Johnson returned with a tray of cookies and tea. She sat the. She would always walk around the house after her bath without any clothes on or in her bra and knickers And I did the same. We were use of seeing each other naked and thought nothing of it. She was very playful around me. I think she actually enjoyed showing her body to me, and I loved seeing it, this was a normal thing in our house.Who was I to moan about a good thing? I was a healthy f******n year old oh looking at a naked woman!. One night mum started talking about sexual matters with me.. Cara breathed in sharply as she also felt the fingers enter her. Gail smiled. “Yes, Cara, you feel me inside you, don’t you?” Cara nodded. She could see Gail’s fingers swirl and as they did she somehow felt them swirl inside her. Cara’s knees slid open slightly on the pillow and her hips began to gently rock, fucking the imaginary fingers inside her throbbing pussy. She felt her walls thicken as Gail continued to push. A deep, low guttural moan wallowed inside. Gail withdrew her glistening. Now it was Willow's turn to work. With her hands still secured behind her back, she did not have a lot of leverage, but she made the best of it. She fucked into Page as hard as she could and still Page encouraged more.Suddenly Page put her hand on Willow's chest and said, "Wait. I want to make sure you have energy left to really fuck my ass."Have you ever fucked a girl in the ass? Have you ever wanted to?" Willow could not help but nod. "You are going to stretch my ass with that cock of yours.