I was an A student and super smart when it came to understanding people. I dropped the lotion and spent next 30 minutes telling my mother how we coul... benefit from the situation. She still didn't understand. "You underestimate the power of your backdoor mother." I said patting her large, naked hips. "Just do what I told you today and you will be fine." Mom wanted to wear thigh high, leather boots, black micro mini and see through red blouse. Instead, I made her wear a long black skirt. She was always so pretty, but she didn’t like me that way. “Chris,” Francesca said. “We’re worried about you.” I sat down and gazed at her. “How come?” “Chris,” Francesca said. “You’re just not yourself lately. I know you’ve been through a lot and I know that’s probably the cause of the change, but you need help, Chris.” I glanced at Benny and Jake. They nodded their agreement. “I think she’d right,” Benny said. “Who asked you?” I shouted at him, getting to my feet. “Chris, calm down,” Jake. I caught sight of my nakedness in a reflection and was pleased to see myself in such a light and decided how naughty it would be if I sent a couple of hot texts to my husband along with some hot naughty photos.So I grabbed my Samsung feeling rally excited and on edge, taking some pretty revealing photos of my open crotch and breasts, and pretty dirty thoughts that only husbands and wives say to each other. In all honesty I was getting carried away with it, trying the think what my husband would. Billy went into the house a few minutes after his aunt. Once he heard her start up the shower, he headed down to her bedroom. Once inside, he scanned the room for the object of his interest. He saw a thin pink strap poking out from underneath the bed and picked it up. The thong from before. It was soaking wet. Bill put the thong up to his face and smelled it. Lust. There was no mistaking it. The thong was covered in his aunt’s lusty vaginal juices. His aunt wanted him sexually, and judging by.