Hubby chaperoned me, as usual, my usual photographer, Mike, was not available, but he had got one of his closest friends, John, to do the shoot. When ...e arrived he told us that my 'co-star' , Tony was slightly late due to traffic, but should be there shortly. I requested a drink, a Vodka Ice, and hubby had a beer, I told John, I'd go get changed so we could start as soon as Tony arrived.In the bathroom I put on a lacy black bra, matching black knickers in a sheer material and red topped. It didn’t take long for me to recover, and we went at it for a total of four hours that night. It was the best sexual experience I had ever had in my forty-one years.I awoke the next morning with the sun, even though we hadn't gotten to sleep until midnight. The girls, however, would not get up, so I let them rest until 11:00. We had to check-out by noon, so they begrudgingly got showered and dressed, and we went to a restaurant for a nice lunch.We had planned to go further, but since it was. She casually took possession of my naked right tit, her thumb toying with my nipple, making me gasp. My god it was sensitive, and there wasn't a thing I could do to stop her! Not that I wanted to. I wanted to come.I was a mess! Tears of laughter had pooled around my eyes, dribbled down the sides of my face. I was snuffling and tasting the snot on my upper lip. Mom came back from the bathroom with a warm, wet washrag. She tenderly washed the mucus and tears off my face before she knelt by the. Her car was too girly for me to be comfortable. I got in and drove to the supermarket. After shopping hurriedly (I wanted to get back before she woke up), I got back in the car and drove back. I opened the dashboard looking for a napkin to wipe my hands before I touched her fur covered driving wheel. I saw a piece of cloth and remembering the handkerchief from last night took it out to wipe my hands with it. It was not a handkerchief, it was a soft satin thong. I recognized the thong.