Mom picked up a bar of soap, slowly rubbing the soap in to her neck and shoulders, the suds appearing as she rubbed it down her chest, massaging her o...n breasts and slowly rubbing the bar against her nipples. She kept constant eye contact on me, as she moved the soap down and over her stomach, her hips, and her upper thighs. Then she slowly massaged the soap into her pubic mound and lowering it until it was rubbing against her pussy. She gasped as the bar made contact with her vagina, then. But I'm not sure you could take it." "But Mom, I want it!" Karen whined. "Okay honey, here, lie down. But let's do this right." Karen couldn't believe what was happening, but the little slut was incredibly turned on by this. We always knew that Mom was highly sexed (her shoebox of sex toys was no news to us), but that she was highly bi-sexed was incredible. s*s was the type of person who would try anything once and most things twice. Her philosophy (and mine) was that if it feels good, do it.. I had done some excellent work and felt i deserved that position. the vice president was obviously a ladies' man and flirted with the more attractive women at the office. I was flattered by the interest he showed in the picture of my wife that i kept on my desk. when he invited everyone to a banquet, i decided that it might help my chances if i could get flora to flaunt her charms or even come onto him a bit. When i explained the situation to her, she agreed to do it. she even let me buy her a. The bartender didn’t back down, probably used to dealing with rowdy customers. ‘This establishment is my business,’ he shot back, ‘And I’m not gonna ask you again to keep it down.’ Micah reached in his pocket, pulled out a couple of twenties, and slammed it down on the table, ‘Forty bucks says you’ll be sweeping up your own teeth in less than a minute.’ The entire restaurant area of the bar and grill was frozen, watching with fear and a morbid fascination. I watched, too, but with only fear..