She slowly slid out of her skirt, tights, blouse and bra. "When was the last time you were with a woman?" In College, that would have been 1982." Your...room mate?" I queried."No, my boyfriend's sister," she responded."Nice," I said, "Very nice. Come undress me," I commanded as I dropped my robe to the floor.Her mouth dropped open a bit as she looked at my near perfect body. She walked over and took off my heels and my skirt. She then slowly pulled down my thong. I grabbed the bag and led her to. We had a blast. It was definitely going to be a mainstay at the Riter household for the foreseeable future. We might even invite other mothers and their daughters.I had one in mind right now. She walked beside me.Mrs. Greene patted at her short, black hair as she strode down the hall with me, her heels clicking. She was a busty MILF, still lactating since she had her second child. A late one considering her first was eighteen. I had enjoyed a few romps with her this week, private study. What the fuck? Why is he looking at me like that? I glanced down and saw that my nipples where poking out of my shirt. What a pig!As I watched my show, I continued to catch my brother glancing at my chest. A warm feeling started to come over me as I continued to catch him checking me out. My thoughts began to drift to yesterday when he barged into the bathroom and caught me in a soaking wet see-through shirt and the startled look on his face as he realized that he could see my boobs. I began to. We went to the cottage, danced and when it came time to go to the bedrooms, Noreen accompanied me while Cecile went with Sean."Did she ... you know?" Marcie asked, looking at my cock."I don't know what you're talking about," I teased."Suck you. Did she give you head?" Oh that? Yes, I believe she did." Did you go down on her?" Yes."Marcie moved around, restlessly. The rock was hard and I was uncomfortable too. The jiggle of her breasts caught my attention. "Can we do that?" she asked."Do what?".