I've always felt bad for her because even though she looks so good, she attended an all girl's school and never had a boyfriend. Katie and I are only ... little past nine months apart. Nine months and 14 days. Our parents had gotten frisky on their anniversary a couple weeks after I was born, I guess. I had always thought that wasn't fair to me as a baby, but my upbringing was more than I could ask for, and is a good example in my own mind as to how a child should be raised. Katie, though not. We finally figured that my fantasy had changed considerably over the years. Sometimes, it was being a good dad. Sometimes, it was being a good lover for my wife. Sometimes, it was being an attractive young woman, like I'd always envied. So my ideal body mixed these up and ended up with the power to shift my body to whatever fantasy I had at the time.This has been a bit embarrassing at times. One of my co-workers caught my attention with a low-cut blouse and ample cleavage, and I let my mind. “Good girl…” Willow raised the slender lace panties to her face, inhaling the girls sweet, dirty scent audibly before letting out a sultry sigh, “Mmm, so fucking good.”Stacy, blushing from her sneaky fondle continued to be the good girl she wanted to be, working her lips up and down her length, drawing Louise closer and closer to climax, when she typically couldn’t help but moan.Willow winked to Louise and pushed the soaked panties between her mother's surprised lips, stuffing her open mouth. My mom only had a few things and Barbra had a cart full of things.My mother said if she needed help, but she had to drive so she asked me if I'd help Barbra and I said yes. When Barbra paid we went to her car (Honda Pilot). I helped her pack the grossry, then hoped in the car. We drove out, the radio was on, as we drove I noticed the outline if Barbra's pussy. I kept staring it looked good. I took out my phone and pretend to drop it, I got a better look at her pussy outline. I don't know if.