”“She’s always told me she loves me, since she was just a little girl barely walking, but she’s told me at least a hundred times already today...- and I love it Joe Don. I mean I could listen to her say ‘I Love You Mom’ all day long. She even touched me all over while we were in bed, and I mean ALL over. But then she’s never been shy about her body, or touching me. It’s just different, as if she’s discovered a new part of herself.”“Maybe she did, but I don’t think it was the sex. I think she sees. Why do you think we wear clothes like this, to please each other? No, my handsome man, it is to attract the male. So be attracted, it is permitted."What? I'm supposed to argue with that? I looked. It became a game to let the women know I was going to look, then look lingeringly, longingly, then grin wickedly as I tried to convey all of the evil and delicious things I would do to them given the chance. Hypothetically, of course. I swear a couple of them orgasmed as we did our imaginary. She reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of raspberry schnapps, “Why don’t we have a drink? My brother bought me my favorite drink.” Sara’s ears perked up a bit as this all fell into place. Anne poured a drink for each of them. Kay downed hers quickly and Anne followed suit. Sara got up to get some water and process what she had involved herself in. There wasn’t any real separation between her at the sink and the two girls on the couch and Sara heard Anne explain herself, “Boys were. She was thrilled to here a stranger using direct names and big view of her choot, clit and that thick lund fucking her, humping her from down. Now she told Prem to come on top, she held both her legs under her arms, kept her hand free to play with Prem’s nipples and balls. The view was very sexy, her big round ass chicks were tight and the Choot lips pulled wide open, clit shining, while fondling her clit and looking at the monitor told Prem to look at the view, which made Prem very hungry to.