He then said "If you and your hubby want to play any time, then I would love to join you"I smiled and said thanks, not too sure what "playing" meant.I...dressed and went back to the bar with Neil, we chatted and he explained that playing was up to me, how little, how far...he was confident and trusting enough to say he had no restrictions on me, but I was clear in that I didnt want him screwing another woman....I also said I didnt want sex with another manWe enjoyed that first visit and we agreed. “Now lie still, Carol, and don’t worry. I am quite experienced at this.” I felt the first slide of the razor across my butt and forced myself to relax. .She worked her way along one side of my ass crack and back up the other side, occasionally stopping to add a bit more lather or rinse off the razor. When she saw I was still tensed up, Linda put the razor down. I heard her reach for something and felt a warm liquid ooze between my cheeks. Hoping it was not blood, I tried again to relax. . "This is no joke? You're actually telling us that Susan is your mother and Arlene is your daughter?" Got it in one," Diana said with a grin."But..." Ada began. Then, after studying Susan's and Arlene's faces some more, she continued, tentatively, "Uh, you look maybe twenty, Diana." After turning to Arlene, "I would guess you to be about sixteen or seventeen." Finally, she faced a grinning Susan, "And if I had to guess your age, I would say maybe thirty-one or thirty-two. And ... I'm usually. But, thankfully, he let it go. I spent most of the bus ride home in silence, half-listening to Greg rant about an upcoming test. I thought of mom. My mind flashed vivid images of our past affairs, and I found myself getting turned on. Luckily, Greg was too absorbed in his rant to notice the bulge in my jeans. Everything that I'd done with my mom so far had been great. Fantastic, even. But my body was craving much more than foreplay. I needed to be inside her, I needed to feel her.