The sound of that sigh raced along my nerves, drawing my toes into a curl. Without speaking, we shed our clothes in a frantic, fevered attempt to rid ...urselves of the obstructions to our passion.She had left the lights off, the room being illuminated only by the dim glow from the lamp in the living room and the bathroom light through a partially open door. As she slid her panties down and stepped out of them, I could see her naked body in a kind of shadowy relief. It was magnificent. Hidden. She had fit snugly into an A-cup when she got married. Not only had breast-feeding Tim gotten her boobs to finally grow, it had also helped her to flatten her belly…and gotten her husband hooked on sucking on her sensitive nipples! That was when she realized she was no longer truly washing herself, but her finger was almost lazily circling her hard pleasure button at the top of the petals of her pussy.She closed her eyes and the face of her son came into focus as her finger likewise began to. Only this time we where in the front room with everyone else. Oh...my..god! She teased the shit out of me while we smoked. She was real slick with it, making sure nobody would notice anything. Pointing and spreading her toes every couple of seconds. Flashing her soles at me. I was so horny for her feet! and she knew it!It started getting late and she was ready to go home. "Can you walk me home please" she asked. Of course I said yes. By this time, my friends were all drunk lol they weren't even. At around 2 I heard a soft tapping on the door. It opened, and I saw Holly poke her head in and I waved her in. Keith was just starting to wake up when she leaned over me and whispered “Linda’s downstairs”, then dropped to her knees so slide in with Keith. “No sex,” I whispered and she nodded back as I slipped out of bed and grabbed my robe.I got downstairs and saw Linda sitting on the couch, a knee-length shirt with Culture Club on it with a robe half-open over it. Soon she was in my arms and.