Her hips could stand to be a little more curvaceous, but he could tell that they were already starting to develop in that direction. She had only the ...ightest trace of fuzz on her pussy; it hadn't had time to grow in yet. That meant it didn't conceal anything either. He had a wonderful view of the treasure between her legs."Oh my god Crystal," he gasped. "You've got a great body." Thanks," she replied, blushing. "You can touch it if you want." I want," he grinned, then reached out and put his. Step one is that you have to restore your demonstrated love for your Mom. Start texting her during the day, every day. Tell her you love her. Tell her you miss her. Hell, tell her you hunger to see her. That's going to be your homework. Now, can everybody get some vacation and come home in about a month?"When they all agreed they could do it and we settled on the dates, I told them, "If you have your Mom happy that you're showing her love and she's addicted to your daily phone calls and chats. She looked at me with a sexy grin. “I don’t know. Those two wore me out pretty well.”“You’re the one who invited three men into a room with you, you slut,” I reminded her.As we playfully debated, Ray played with her pussy at the foot of the mattress. He inserted a couple fingers and made a strange motion that seemed to elicit an unusual response from Kathleen.“Oh, god!” she said, closing her eyes and clenching her muscles. “What are you doing?”“Does that feel good?” he asked.“Fuck yeah,” she. "I have a question," James said. "It's personal and probably out of line, but I feel compelled to ask it anyway. Have the two of you been lovers?" Oh, yeah," I said."Brent!" Grace said, looking utterly scandalized. "You know that's not true."I smiled. "James, we've been lovers for years, but not in the biblical sense. We've done no begatting, or even practiced begatting, but I love her and she loves me."Grace blushed and sighed. "That's true."James chuckled and shook his head with wonder."Love.