" Sharon went out, closing the door behind her.Brenda threw back the covers and arranged the towel perpendicular to her body under her bottom. She pul...ed the covers back over her and raised her legs so her knees made a tent. She took the bottle of oil, carefully opened it and poured some on the fingers of her left hand, transporting the oil between her legs that way.She worked her fingers into the soft, neat folds of her sex. She had freshly shaved the area the day before, leaving only a tuft. I navigated the clutter of cubicles with a deftness only available after years of repetition. I gazed at the chirpy new workers and was reminded of the fact that the system here had long ago taken my personality. My spark. In the beginning I felt my corporate uniform had removed my individuality, little did I know that the building would finish the job. The building was open plan, cheerily lit, and personally decorated within sharp limits. I knew all too well that home was but a long train. Tara has straight, blond hair that goes almost to her waist. She has developed curves in all of the right places and the boys that have come over to the house couldn’t hide the fact that they noticed. But one of the most striking features she has is her ‘melt your soul’ deep dark blue eyes. They remind me of the color of the ocean. As in the ocean, you can get lost in Tara’s eyes! Tara has had a few boyfriends but, none that lasted very long. I’ve had a few girlfriends over the past few years. Like me she was gentle at first, but once she got the taste, she was at her Mum hungrily. Kath's tongue flicked at Joan's clit and Joan let out a low moan and reached down holding her daughter's head in place.“Oh Kath baby, that is soooo good, make your Mummy cum baby, lick me 'til I fill your mouth.”I sat back a bit to enjoy the show, trying my hardest not to touch my cock or to cum myself. My balls throbbed as I watched my wife run her tongue through her Mum's pubic hair, up her wrinkly belly.