Mother took the negatives and contact sheets to London on Sunday while I stayed home wondering when I would ever get to squeeze a breast again or find...out what exactly is the secret kept in a womans' panties. Between wondering I would pull out the pictures I kept of mom in her panties and wank at the memories of shooting them. Best Sunday ever !The next morning mom was back in the kitchen and I went down for breakfast. On the table was a large black suitcase. Mother fairly gushed when she saw. She opened her mouth to receive stimulation. The other two guys did not want to be left aside. Laura’s neck was stretched back and available. One of the young men began kissing and biting there, while the other made an ear his target. Somehow, Laura moved them all to the dance floor. Her kiss partner wore an open front shirt; Laura’s hand went inside to feel bare chest. Her other hand worked on buttons of another shirt, neck man’s. Girls can play with guy’s tits too. Her third dance partner,. Plus no-one was quite sure how Margaret fitted into the scheme of things for the evening.Margaret had told Henrietta she didn't mind them showing a porno. She also didn't say she had only ever seen one. In fact, she had actually witnessed more live sex than the printed or recorded kind.Since it would have been rude to simply start the movie and indulge themselves in front of a stranger they talked together while they ate their pizzas rather than waiting until intermission to chat.Margaret was. . she was slow, and methodical, and every action was new and rewarding. She removed my T-shirt first, and when her lips touched my nipples, I couldn't believe how warrm and excited I felt. I slowly wrapped her up, lifted her gently, and as we looked at one another, she kissed me as I walked her to the bed, and we just kinda rolled in slow motion onto the bed, and I really don't remember the sequence of how all our clothes got taken off... but I do remember that every piece was a new and.