Be patient! As we got out of the car and moved towards the stairs, David was all over me. He had me pressed up against the wall and we kissed while he...had his hand up my dress, rubbing my cunt through my knickers. I was very wet! I took his hand and led him towards the stairs but he was very impatient. He reached both arms around me and pulled me back in to him. Both hands were on my breasts while I turned my head and kissed him some more. He slid his hands down between my legs, lifted my dress. As she came effortlesslyinto my arms and I put my right hand on her back I realized the blouse wasnothing but a thin strip at the bottom and same thin straps crossing eachother, the fabric was so thin I could feel her nipples pressing on my chest.A bra was out of the question in that tiny blouse, I caressed her bare backand put my other hand on her bare waist, feeling her soft flesh with my warmhands as she moaned with pleasure hugging me back with the same intensity.Then her lips were on my. ”I spread the mother’s mature but still sexually attractive cheeks widely and started to rub her pucker with my middle finger and forefinger just to insure she was nice and open for my hungry dick soon to follow up her Hershey highway. I opened her Girl Scout vest and pulled out her nipples so I could play with them as I humped her from behind the way I liked to do it best with any female with a submissive attitude.Her teenaged daughter skipped back into the room and she started to lubricate. I figured that if I cupped my hands, they would fit perfectly over Gemma’s breasts.Not to be outdone, my sister also lowered her covers, her look making it perfectly clear that, sister or not, she had no intention of being left out of whatever was about to happen. Being two years younger than Margaret and Gemma, Abby’s breasts were even smaller than Gemma’s, but still excited me more than I cared to admit.Both girls gasped when Margaret freed my raging erection from its confinement and lowered.