Suddenly she pulled my hand from her crotch, out of her sweats, her other pulling my hand away from her breast. I froze wondering what was wrong, what...had I done? Mom twisted in my arms to face me, her blue eyes glistening and intense. There was something else there, but I didn't know what it was.She smiled, her radiant smile, reached behind her back and took my hand."Come," she said leading me out of the kitchen. We climbed the stairs and my excitement returned. What was she going to do. Into high school, we all noticed a slight change in her. Sure, her breasts got larger, and she developed a nice ass, but it was more than that. She began to ignore her sexuality. She tucked it away in loose clothing. She kept her hair shorter than most other girls. She was still developing into a knockout, but it was like she didn’t want us to know that she was a girl. In fact, there was one time Krys found Jim and me secretly peering out over my backyard fence to watch a neighbor swim in her. Each time harder, pulling you towards him, and forcing you forward with each trust. You look up at the lift's mirror and you blush again at the sight. Your shirt above your breasts and one of your tits is hanging out, rippling with each thrust of the man's cock into you. Your short skirt up around your hips almost like a belt, and your sexy panties half way down your legs.The man, on the other hand, is still fully dressed; he didn't even open his belt. Only his cock out, and deep … inside you. With five of us, we don’t pair off except for slow dances. We dance as a group, with many of my employees joining us. An hour before the dance ends, I herd the girls back into the limo, and the girls notice right away that we are headed towards town and not to any of their houses.“Where are we headed,” Moira asks.I don’t want to reveal that yet, so I say, “The final surprise of the evening.”Kim blurts out, “Carol is getting laid tonight.”The sisters all squeal in excitement. When they calm.