Mom picked up her drink like nothing had happened and smiled at me. I looked at her. Like Uncle Charlie, mom had a hard streak to her also. "Well mom,...Crystal was a real small woman. She must have only been about 5 feet tall and she couldn't have weighed over 110. But she had a nice pair of tits and a real tiny ass. I met her at a party. She saw me staring at her and started talking to me. From her conversation, she let me know that she was Bi. The way she stroked my arm as we talked and the. At that point, I looked up at her and said, smiling, ‘I guess after all that fucking, you really need to be cleaned out!’ I started moving my fingers around in circles, pressing them against her cunt walls, as if trying to clean them. I expected to do that for only a few seconds and then start washing her hips and ass. But I noticed that she was squeezing her cunt on my fingers and moving her hips in a circular motion, pressing her cunt against my fingers. I then looked up at her. She had her. " It felt good to be able to say that. I wanted to say that at so many levels.I do not know if I imagined it, but it looked like she shut her eyes tighter as she heard it.59, 60.She grabbed her knees and huffed, hair disheveled and tumbling over her face. She pushed it away delicately, then leaned back on her hands, almost opening herself out for inspection. I could see small definition lines on her calf muscles and the inside of her shapely thighs. Her stomach was tight and moving with her. My breasts nearly spilling out, a pearl necklace resting between them -- a tongue-in-cheek clue of my intentions, as the pale flesh fills the black lace bra. My shaved pussy is easily visible as I neglect to wear panties, instead choosing a garter belt and suspenders to hold up my fine fishnet stockings. My tall black heels clank against the wooden floor as I approach him, pushing him back onto the edge of the sofa before slowly lowering myself onto my knees.I smile up at him as I undo his.