Helen took a deep breath and acted normal, resuming her position near her daughter as she ran her hands over her thighs and began massaging them as Fi...ra had done hers earlier. But that wasn't what Fiora wanted. "Um, mom? I...well...do you think you could continue rubbing my ass? Felt good, and it's sore."Helen's hands stopped briefly when Fiora made her request and she found herself staring at her half-naked daughter. Those long and lean legs, those soft thighs and that curvy, bubbly little. "I try to keep in shape." My father's such a fat pig. I don't know what my mother ever saw in him. It pisses me off that there's a part of him in me. I sometimes think there must have been a mix-up at the hospital." You don't get on then?" Don't get on, don't not get on. I just try to keep out of his way." I see." I somehow sense you share my contempt." Your father and I have history." I kinda figured that," Olivia ventured. "I knew I couldn't be that unlucky to attract the most hopeless. *******Tiffany woke without opening her eyes and smiled, “Your name is Mike.” She heard him laugh and she opened her eyes, smiling when she saw him looking at her, a smile of his own on his handsome face, “So, since I remembered your name, what do I win?”“Pancakes?” He laughed as he turned to leave the bed, stopping with her small hand on his arm.“Not just yet.” She giggled, pulling him back into the bed and into her arms, “So how are you feeling?”“Fine why...ohhhhh, just fine.” He grinned,. I was shocked as Amanda had never worn that top out before without a jacket or bolero as with the thin shoulder straps her bra straps would unavoidably show. Yet, here she was, quite obviously without any bra on at all, the satin fabric clinging to the shape of her beautiful firm tits; her nipples hard and protruding pertly against the silky cloth, visible even from where I was watching. In fact, I had never before seen Amanda dress so blatantly like a slut, and I was mesmerized at the sight of.