It didn't matter she was indresses.She was Mom 2.0. But her kids called her daddy. She insisted upon it.The extended family had been more of a test. H...r mother could notunderstand why she had to be in dresses. She didn't understand why Laurawas still with her. Lauren's mother referred to Annie as "the queer" asa matter of preference. But there were grandchildren. For them, Anniecould endure any hostility.The kids? The kids barely noticed. Her dress was the center of attentionfor two minutes,. About the time I finally got to sleep, the alarm went off, or so it seemed to me.Somehow I managed to go through the motions of teaching my early classes—all he while dreading the last period class and the inevitable appearance of Linda.She strutted in, wearing her usual micro-mini with a half undone blouse and her tits flopping everywhere. When she sat down she made sure I saw that she had no panties on.Of course I looked the first time she flashed—but then with a supreme effort of will I. . offering it to them out of the window ... and then, as they rush to her car to get it, snatching it away at the last moment. She pulls it back inside, the money, and winds the window back up. They can see the pile of money now but they can't get at it, poor guys. Tiff tantalises them with the cash, holding the pile up against the closed window, giggling at them and blowing kisses, as they bang uselessly away at the heavy glass. She puts the stash of notes against her nose, sniffs and kisses. I was so tired I stopped licking Mausam’s clit, so she stepped aside and rubbed her clit herself.Alisha was tired as well, so she moved up and rested beside me. Her hand was on my chest and our breaths were heavy.Mausam was yet to have an orgasm, so she got down and licked my dick clean. I was so tired and at the same time, I was so much happy. I looked down to Mausam and said, “where you guys learned all this? Haha!!”Both the sisters laughed and Mausam replied, “She taught me all these, she.