Diane had been away on a vacation, alone. She'd flown across the country to go on a cruise with a friend from college, someone she'd known for decades... Peter didn't want to admit it, but he'd missed her these past few weeks. Not only was his hand no comparison to her mouth and body, but he'd grown to appreciate Diane as a friend, and missed spending time with her.However, now she was back, and Diane had texted Peter to invite him over for another recording session. They'd pre-recorded a few. In fact, that sensible nature was one of the things that I had come to believe that Kelly and I also shared.Kelly popped back in, wearing yellow jogging shorts, a pale blue (no surprise there) tee and colorful, thick-soled flip-flops. She grabbed a sweatshirt that had been hanging over the back of her chair."Ready. Sarah, are you sure you will be okay? Don't be afraid to look around and get your bearings. I don’t have any secrets. Mom is right downstairs if you need anything."She smiled and. Between you there are more medals than is usual for an entire battle tested platoon - and not just participation salad. You both have led in infantry, armor, and air assault combat. You both have training experience - drill instructor through various senior leadership courses. Your CAP sub scores show that your moral compasses point in the direction we need. AND! You both are experienced mothers and grandmothers.”Katie grinned at their shocked expressions, “Yes, ma’am, we think having seasoned. "He looked at her puzzled, but nodded his agreement."Let me first say thank you for bringing me here tonight." She placed a finger across his lips to silence his response. "It really has been quite an eye-opener for me. I have seen things, both in the park and in me, that I never dreamed existed. Up till now only one person had ever watched me masturbate, and that just using my fingers. Up till now I have only ever had sex in private, and up till now I've never watched strangers fucking. I feel.