We moved into a car near the side walk. I sat with Mr. L near the driver seat and Mrs. L sat on the back seat. Mr. L was giving her instructions and s...e was following them. She gave a doggy pose and showed me her ass, I touched them for the first time and pressed them softly, wooowww. There were other short clothes in the car that Mrs. L wore. Then she sat facing me and spread her legs; giving me a nice view of her pussy. Although she wearing everything but it was very very sensual moment. I. She stood in front of me, hands on hips and challenged me."Are you the Jeff who made my mommy cry?I must have looked blank, because she said, "One morning my Mommie came home crying, and I heard her and Gramma Bessie saying it was because of Jeff. Are you that Jeff? I know you spend a lot of time with Mommy. Why did you make her unhappy and make her cry?I had no idea what to say. The only time I could ever think of that Gloria might have come crying after being with me was ... oh my God!Gloria. The first thing is (Her playground) large, antique bed. It's a beautiful piece of furniture. Just by looking at it, you can almost see the echoes of the things various people were doing in this bed. (Nasty, nasty things. Countless people, over countless years. But always with Her.) The images, the echoes, that appear in my head when I look at the bed make me incredibly aroused, excited. My pussy is dripping wet already. I know, that I'm about to become part of all this. Those things, those. "Nah, I am not like that," Brian shook his head. "She gave you an invitation," Rebecca nodded. "She could have stopped the conversation anytime, but she didn't." "She was just…" Brian began to say. "Brian, I have known Amanda since High School. It was an invitation. Trust me." Rebecca said as she yawned. "I am tired. I am going to sleep." "Okay have a good night," Brian said. "Oh, Brian for the record these are natural," Rebecca said as she moved the camera low. She pushed her tits together..