She must have known that I was watching her as she seemed to have a tush push as she climbed each step. If Mom’s breast were perfect her ass was sub...ime. I closed my eyes and watched replay after replay of Mom’s ass moving beneath the sheer nightdress. ~ I woke later than usual to find sunlight flooding into my room the following morning. My bedside alarm flashed 08:10 into my brain. Rising I showered and dressed in my usual biking gear. Heading downstairs I could hear Mom moving about in the. He worked his fingers down my thighsand down to my feet. He rubbed and caressed my foot and sucked on mytoes again.“Oh Robert that feels so good.”He poured oil onto my pussy. He worked his fingers along the folds of mylips. He rubbed and massaged my clitoris. Robert inserted his middlefinger and fucked me hard and fast.“Oh Robert, that feels so good. I am coming! Oh God, it feels so good.”Robert worked his fingers faster and faster in my warm wet hole. He thenleaned down and worked his tongue. She took my cock out of her mouth and crawled from over my face, her ass leaving my finger behind as she went. What was she doing? She had me right on the edge and had stopped, leaving my cock ready to burst. “What’re you doing?” I asked. She laughed a seductive laugh, a look of mischief on her face. She kissed me deeply. Her breasts pressed up against mine. Melissa grabbed my ass and pulled me closer to her. We lightly ground against each other. Our naked, hard cocks rubbing together for the. The room reeked of sex, sweat, and cum, but was empty. She smiled as she realized the girls were both in the bathroom, showering together.After making love with her husband in John’s and Anita’s bed, Caroline and Malcolm had picked up their clothing and walked naked down the hall to their own bedroom. Caroline had showered first, then dressed while her husband washed up. She had slipped on a form-fitting cashmere sweater and a long woolen wrap skirt, along with a pair of stockings and some calf.