Then we both started to grin, thinking about the situation we’d gotten ourselves in. Going with the feeling I leaned forward and kissed her again. H...r lips parted instantly and this second kiss was filled with passion…and lust. I slipped my arms down her back to cup her ass with both hands, pulling her against me. She responded with a moan and by running her hands through my hair. This kiss left both off us completely breathless. ‘Keep this up and we will never finish going thru your cloths.’ I. Under their clothing they have breasts on top and a vagina down below. When..." What is a penis for mommy?" Penny asked.Betty blushed. "Well, normally it is used by the male to urinate, but, in sometimes the male uses it to... ah... for reproducing." Reproducing what mother," Richard asked straight-faced.Betty took sip of her wine and continued. "Well Richard, reproducing offspring. You know what I mean, it is used... ah... sexually to make the female pregnant. To have a baby."Richard was. Then she put the panties on. Damn, there wasn’t much material on the red thong panties with a black-lace panel on the front. It climbed up her ass. She had never worn anything like this before.“That so there are no pantie lines to spoil the view on those new leggings,” she heard her companion chirp. “There called thong panties. Those are the most conservative panties you will be buying today.”Beth thought about the underwear she had thrown out this morning. These might be the most conservative. My heart now racing, her arms encircling my neck, and mine finding the wonderfully rounded contours of her hips as we continue to glide the soft strains of muted jazz. I can’t help myself, I struggle against it but I feel my arousal growing in my pants. By the licentious wiggle she uses against me, I can tell she knows of my dilemma as well. The moment seemingly ends with the music, but she remains flirty and bright. Grabbing my hand, she leads me outside, on to the patio overlooking the St..