She decided to pour herself a drink -- a tall, stiff vodka and soda with a bit of lemon. She looked at herself in the mirror. "Not bad for a 39 year o...d mother of two," she thought, admiring her trim figure in the mirror. Karen was still a stunning woman, with firm, perky tits and a smooth flat stomach. In fact she was in as good a shape as her daughter, thanks to the half-hour a day she spent on the stair-master. She saw her nipples poking at the white tank top she wore and gave one a playful. If they tried anything, they would be in trouble.Confidence soared through me. I grabbed the almost hypnotic panties, the blend of hues merging from one fantastic shade to another. I stepped into them and gasped at the tingle raced up my legs. This electrified rush preceded the cotton panties as I pulled them higher and higher up my thighs. I groaned, my bare breasts swaying and jiggling. My nipples puckered hard while a molten heat formed deep inside of me.I felt so naughty as I seated the. "Fuck my ass with your tongue, you motherfucker!"That was no idle exclamation, as Rocco had succeeded in slightly opening the hole and was steadily thrusting the tip of his tongue inside Nacho's backdoor. Finding the thrusting to be a bit easier, Rocco removed his right hand from Nacho's hip and began to search out and tug on Nacho's tight balls, delivering pleasure and hoping to ensure that Nacho's dick didn't blow too quickly. Rocco wanted nothing to stand in the way of him completely. His hard cock pressed against me, pushing hard between my legs with only the thin cotton fabric separating us. I couldn’t help but to rub myself against him. The resulting pleasure made me moan and made his hands more aggressive. “You’re on the pill right?” He asked as his hand slid into my panties. Two fingers found my wetness making me moan before I could answer. It took me a moment to compose my answer. “No,” I said softly, afraid that it wasn’t the right answer. “Do you have condoms in.