“Would you like to see them?” she whispered. My eyes widened. I could not believe she was saying this. I nodded gulped, swallowing hard. “Yo...’ll have to ask me nicely!” She said with a twinkle in her eyes. “Can I see your breasts please?” I whispered and Jenny grinned up at me.Glancing once again over my shoulder to check that we could not be seen, she quickly reached behind her and pulled at the knot which was all that held her bikini in place. As the strings loosened the weight of her. There are some glorious homes surrounding the golf course. The main building is a plantation mansion. The occasion was the final round of the U.S. Senior open. We were invited because my company was a major sponsor of the tournament. It was a real dress up event. I wore my tux and Carol wore a shimmering nude cocktail dress. The dress clung to Carol's body like a second skin. It had a high neck which caused it to hug her breasts and a short bodice. For jewelry she had a diamond choker and. “W.. What?” Casey manages as she drags her eyes from her mother’s boobs up to her face. “Why..?” she asks confused. “Well... I was masturbating on the couch when your brother came home early and caught me... I was just so horny that I suggested maybe he could help me... since your father never has time to satisfy me anymore,” says Sandy in a rush. “But... what? … he’s your son... It’s wrong... oh god I’m so confused.” Casey sinks to the ground covering her face in her hands. Sandy crawls over. As she further inflamed me, Kira's tongue insinuated itself into my willing and eager mouth, darting between my lips, and battling with my own at first timid tongue.In return, I brought my fingers alongside Kira's warm, round breasts, and stroked the outsides in a downwards direction, echoing the way she'd begun massaging my back the night before. "Umm," Kira cooed into my mouth, a contented sound. Pulling her lips away from mine momentarily, she whispered, "More." I trapped one of her sweet.