I just bet that hair is really beautiful too, Dyna told her. Yes it is imp, Michael said to her, But youll have to wait to see it till next Friday. Dy...a pouted and Michael laughed. Baron told her to behave as she had been put in her place. Everyone laughed at this and chatted above the music. The waitress came up and Michael leaned over and asked Baron something. Baron nodded in return and Michael whispered something to the waitress. She nodded and left. Silk watched Michael knowing he was up. Tears in her eyes she went to sleep hoping her dreams would bring some solstice. Moonlight flowed into the room bathing Martha while she laid under covers with fitful dreams. Her wrinkled skin was glowing blue, and a moan escaped her lips as she tossed. Morning came soon enough and as she awoke under the bright light of the sun. Rolling out of bed, she stood up and walked to the bathroom. Something was different when she passed the mirror, but she dismissed the view from the corner of her. Although she didn’t fight him off, it was a slow build-up of intimacy between them and each step seemed natural.Their love for each other was so deep and strong. Riya’s first orgasm with his fingers wasn’t earth-shattering, but was explosive for her. It built slowly inside her, and finally, it was like wave after wave of pleasure washing over her. Her first fuck with Peter seemed a natural progression.It was one weekend when her parents were out for the day, and she knew she would have the home. I'd had her over to our house and she no longer seemed to mind being naked or sucking or fucking with my mom in the room. She wasn't casual about it but since I'd made her and mom 69 for over two hours she and mom seemed cool about each other.Most of the mother's had accepted the situation, they knew; put out or be exposed, put out or no money. I think the biggest problem was that their generation had grown up with all those rules, that sort of... 'will you respect me in the morning' ... shit..