”This came as a bomb to me. 5 boys stripping me would be the height of shame, and I wont be able to bear it. With great difficulty, I moved my hands...to my button and started to strip. I had started to do it but was very slow. Dean’s voice again struck my ears, “Do it fast. Else I will ask boys to do the needful.”On the other hand, the boys were getting anxious and praying that they get a chance to strip me. With great difficulty, I opened my first button and then second. It took me some good. I have never seen my mother so happy before. She is glowing so much. I must confess, I actually like having a partner in crime, even if it seems strange that she's my mother. "Gina, do you think you can call me Carmen tonight?" Why? That's... Just wried." Don't be lame Gina, I don't want people hearing you calling me mom. Just please call me by my name when we are out on dates."You have got to be k**ding me! She actually called me lame. I see a total paradigm shift happening here. Finally I. "Come here, Amber," Ron has said as he sat on the couch, watching the television while he'd noticed how she was prancing around the room and consciously trying to divert his attention and get him to do her."Why, what do you want from me?" Amber said, trying to play-act like she was very naive and totally oblivious to how she was affecting Ron and how she'd certainly already give him a big hard dick."What I want, Amber, is a hot piece of that naughty pussy between your legs," Ron said as he. ...he was right ! I the gloom under the table I could see Greg's hand plastered between your spread thighs. He eased his hand away to give me the unobstructed view of those red split-crotch panties and the dark shadow of your pubes above a decidedly moist and gaping slit. I dropped to my knees and shuffled closer...I could smell you now....that tantalising aroma of fresh cunt that had my cock twitching inside my executive trousers! Greg was frigging you again; then I touched his hand and it.