It was a normal Monday morning, and I woke up at six-thirty to get ready for class and work, and walked downstairs to see my mother in a very short ro...e, sitting down like she was it barely covered the slopes of her ass. I smiled at her and walked over to give her a hug and a kiss on the cheek. She bid me good morning, and got up to make us both some coffee. As she was getting up she uncrossed her legs and even spread them a little bit, just giving me a quick glance of a pair of white lace. When Molly embraced her, Sarah's eyes went wide with surprise. The eyes calmed and she winked at me after Molly whispered something into her ear. After she giggled, the two exchanged whispers in the embrace, nodding and shaking their heads."Thank you," Sarah said out loud as they separated, kissing the smaller woman's forehead.I hadn't noticed a presence behind me until Barb spoke, "Leave go of my woman, you hussy."They did end their proximity, but with vivid smiles."Oh Barb," said Sarah. "She. “God I want to fuck you,” she whispered, though loud enough for the girl in front of me to hear.I strutted down, my breasts swaying in the dress. I stood at the end of the walk, turned slightly, cameras flashed, then flashed again, one of the camera men stood and his camera flashed almost continuously. Then I was gone, my hips swaying.I changed shoes, and stockings. Nude hold-ups, nude heels. Change of knickers, gone the flesh coloured thong, replaced by silk ones, gossamer thin, shot through. We all moved back to our original locations. “We’ll start with what you should start with,” my wife instructed, “and then we’ll move on to showing you the stuff you’ll be able to do once you’re able to handle the initial stuff.”Sharmila nodded.Ritu bent over my rock-hard cock, and lowered her mouth onto me. She slowly took me back past the point that used to make her gag, and kept on going, until she had almost my full length down her throat.I looked over at Sharmila, and saw the shocked look.