Touch me," I gasped, surprising myself. She had been the one who had asked for this, so why was I the one begging for it?She smiled wickedly before cl...sing the gap between us, her lips meeting mine in an explosion of long repressed desire. Her skin was so smooth and soft as it brushed against mine, no hair or stubble to irritate me. She tasted sweet like wine and chocolate. She smelled like sunshine and the roses that grew in her garden. Her tongue twisted and dueled against my own, flicked. She broke away looking Angela squarely in the eyes and brought the cunt scented glove hand up to her nose, inhaling deeply then slowly bringing it down to her mouth, sucking on each leather finger with delight, breathing deeply.“Mmmm, delicious!”, Janet cooed while Angela looked on in glazed desire.Moving over to the bed, Janet bid Angela to join her and the two sex charged nymphs united in sensuous slow kissing, moaning and sighing with mutual pleasure as their tongues, mouths, hands and legs. Finally, my husband left on a short business trip and Nick and I were alone in the house. Once more, I was in the shower, and once more Nick knocked and said he had to use the bathroom. Once more, I told him to come in because I was going to be a while, but this time when he was done he didn’t leave. This time, I opened the shower curtain so he could see me standing there, wet and soapy and naked, and this time he took off his clothes and joined me.We kissed deeply, closing out eyes and melding. I got a hard on too listening to such stuff. I then masturbated myself and then slept.Few days passed and I started fantasizing my mom fucking my roommates. One day we were discussing sex stuff and I asked other three that have they ever fantasized their friend’s mom and masturbated. Anzar agreed on that and told million times to which other two saw as shocked and I was like “who… can you share ? “ He told me straight to my face “Your mom”I shouted at him “What are you saying?” He admitted that.