" Lee moved back to the bar and sat down, his eyes devouring the scene before him. Lacy looked at the men. She could see the hard lumps in each of ...heir pants. Putting a thumb in the waistband of her flimsy panties she slowly rolled them down. As she bent to push them past her knees she knew Harry and Andy had a clear view of her drenched pussy. "It felt good through the panties, I bet it feels even better now." Andy said, reaching out and letting his hand slide across her beautiful. In fact, the thought of fucking my own mother got me tremendously excited. My mother was no beauty queen, and never had been. She and my father had separated just before I turned seven years old, and she had worked hard for the last nine years to raise three kids by herself. She was in her forties and looked every bit of it, and had a bit of a belly, and her auburn hair was starting to go gray. Still, just the idea of fucking her had my cock rock hard.I said okay, that was fair enough, and she. First, I took a shower. I was debating on whether or not to shave my legs, and since it was winter and it was too cold for shorts, I thought it would be girlier and went ahead. After I got out, I put on my blond wig. I also put on some light make up and mascara. I picked up some hot, slutty red lipstick and applied that as well. My face looked very darling and it was difficult to tell the difference. I looked around and found some pink nail polish to use.Now it was time to put on my outfit. I. ‘Dream about Ethan.’ ‘Yeah, at least I get laid in my dreams.’ I laughed at my own comment, and headed to my room. I needed a very cold shower, to take off Ethan’s smell and to settle down my hormones. I opted to sleep in my underwear, a black thong and a matching bra. I didn’t feel like putting on some clothes, it was a very warm night and I knew that I wouldn’t have been comfortable in pajamas. The bed sheets were cold against my naked skin, it felt really good and it didn’t take very long.