"It's so nice outside," she commented, freeing the last bit of blouse. I didn't answer; I was too taken aback. I noticed two dimples in the area just ...bove the twin slopes that continued on to form Mom's buttocks. I didn't know Mom had dimples. Her hands disappeared in front of her. By the movement of her forearms, I could tell she was loosening the lower buttons of her blouse. Holy shit, exlax!Mom pulled up the loose bottom of the blouse, tugging it tight around her waist, and tied it in a. It would stay quiet that way. I told her soon and she said sure. We had a few drinks at the bar. We went up to the room. One king bed. We stripped. I ate her pussy and asked her if she wanted to suck a dick while she came. She said yes. She didnt know who or when. The door rings. We throw on our shorts. Its her best friend. He kisses her, shakes my hand and says hi.She is looking at me like I am crazy but happy to see him. He is staying for a night. He is the one guy she could not say no to.. I noticed one of her hands had moved between her legs which had now parted a bit. I'd have had a great view of her wet pussy if I wasn't mesmerized by the sight on my bed. Cindy rose up on her knees and scooted forward. Johnny had her by the hips and lifted her up so she could rub the head of his cock along her slit. When his glans was properly lubricated Cindy pressed her brother's cock into the opening of her vagina. Quickly the head disappeared as she slowly lowered herself. The first few. The tattoo parlor is not a place I would normally visit, especially on my own. It looks more like something out of the Rocky Horror Picture Show than a place my husband would visit. Pictures of men and women in different poses, showing off their tattoos, and pierced body parts fill every inch of the walls. A picture of a woman with various studs in her pussy draws my attention, and I cant help but stare at it. You must be Sue, my name is Arthur. Wont you take a seat, and Ill be right back. I am.