I signed two pieces of paper and was out of there with Theresa in fifteen minutes. What a system.I drove over to Ellen's parent's house and brought Th...resa and the bag to the front door and knocked. Ellen's youngest sister opened the door and her eyes got big when she saw me standing there with a baby in one arm and a baby bag in the other. I walked in and went through the living room and into the kitchen. Ellen wasn't there, but Mrs. DePaul was. I was in the middle of explaining Theresa to. Mom looked down after a bit and said when Chris was finished, she needed me inside her all the way this time. Not like last night.Sam later told me that she; Mom and Chris would take care of each other a couple times a week and wish that the four of us could have been together each time because I needed to be taken care of too.After Chris rolled off and told me how good it felt having me home again, Mom mounted me, leaned over and gave me a big long kiss. Then she told me she had wanted me. And sadly, a sexual tension Joey was less and less able to satisfy wholly. So maybe a more shameless woman was emerging, too. In the past few weeks, two different men had not only seen my naked breasts, but fondled them. One man had undressed me in public and written his cell number on my breast! Worse, I had no regrets, none at all. Quite the reverse, in fact. I liked being looked at. I liked being the object of men’s fantasies. I could never go back to the old me. The clothes I chose to. At same time I reached my hand between my legs and slowly began to rub my swollen and wet pussy lips as I let out a low moan. But suddenly Watson took off his fingers from my asshole.He called somebody from the nearer room.To my surprise, the three Mexican painters came into the living room, looking directly at my bare ass cheeks.It only took a moment for one of them, Jose, to get the nerve up to walk up behind me and touch my ass cheeks very softly.I hadn’t had sex in months and I needed a.