He stood at about 5'9" with dark black hair and deep blue eyes. He had a very athletic body and a nice cut stallion size cock, 9 inches, which I somet...mes peek at in the showers. He was also that last guy I would expect to do that. He pulled his pants down and let his monster 9 inch cock stick out of his loose green boxers. He got on the floor and put his face on my crotch. He started rubbing his face on my pants. I was wearing shorts and that day I didn't wear any boxers. I got hard and my. A perfect place for a teenager who craved a little privacy.I entered the main house through the open French doors. The house was patterned after an Italian villa, with tile floors, high ceilings, tile roof, and about 5000 square feet. As I walked in I spotted my mother across the room at the coffee service. She had her back to me. I stopped for a moment to study her. She was 5 feet, eight inches tall, with shoulder-length blond hair, wearing a white silk blouse, and a light peach colored silk. Kissing to her hard nipple and circling it with the tip of my tongue, flicking it and sucking it into my mouth pulling her nipple away from her as i sucked on it. She grabbed my hand and slid it down her shorts she wasn’t wearing any underwear and i could feel how wet she was getting from me playing with her tits. So i slid her shorts off and started to lick down her stomach licking down to her clit pinching and pulling her hard nipples as i run the tip of my tongue over her clit and licking up. “Janice flash me your tits.” He said turning. Tamara was aghast. Janice had her shirt up and over her perky pale points in a second. Janice booed as she rolled the shirt back down.“What?” Tamara had lost her bite.“He said flash. Should’ve told me to take the damned thing off. I’d rather just go topless.” She said. Owen sighed.“I guess that proved nothing.” He said. “You know what? We’ll deal with it later. Let’s go get breakfast.”“She’s breakfast.” Janice pointed at Tamara. Tamara started to.