Brownies! Go ahead, shake your head now.If you have a brain, you’re probably thinking, hey, don’t chemicals change after years in a box undisturbe..., exposed to heat, cold, damp, and god-knows-what? And baking those into brownies may do bad things to them chemically as well? Yeah, well, I’ve damaged my brains through the years. I’d say the sixties were very good to me, but I can’t remember them anymore. Actually, I was a kid in the sixties, but I certainly took up the hippy lifestyle, if a bit. Slowly working the towel up and around her sexy leg.... Stopping just shy of his real destination! It was the same for her other leg, with the possible exception of being even slower! I could see Anne getting hotter and hotter the higher he got with the towel! This time he stopped just shy of her crotch again. Anne looked like she was going to kill him, she was so hot! Tom gently grabbed her slim waist and turned her back to him. Still on his knees, he gently caressed her ass with the towel,. So I put on the nightie, which hung right below my ass, and slowly open the door into his room. He gives me the signal to come in and I tip toe my way to his side of the bed. He’s lying down on his side away from my mom and lifts up his blanket to reveal his hard-on, which must have also been tension filled. I kneel beside him and start to suck on his cock both of us trying to keep our moans to a minimum. Unlike Matt’s cock, my dad had showered before bed and he taste clean. I start. Her breasts were firm, about 35C, and she had an ass to die for. Her sexy figure appeared soft and cuddly while still looking tight and athletic. This lady had a presence about her of confidence and desirability. She exuded sex appeal and charm. When she passed nearby, I felt something, an exhilaration that flowed along my body, definitely sexual but much more than just that. She was one hot piece and knew it. I recognized that sensation and understood what it meant. She wore a dark Burgundy.