Sally sat with her knees apart, and both Donny and his mother could see the sweetness of her inner thighs and the shadow of her panties. It made Maril...n warm. She licked her tongue over her lips and saw that her son, still sitting nakedly, was getting another beautiful hard-on."There was a man." Sally said slowly. "He kept looking at me. He's not old, though. He's younger than you are, Marilyn. He had a nice hard-on." She giggled. "I guess I turned him on." You'd turn on anyone, honey." Marilyn. Her cheeks were slightly gaped and I could view her delectable brown eye with unimpeded clarity. The tender thing kept blinking at me in a Morse code of desire and I was certain it had not been too long since it had been stretched to the maximum by the well-hung Gunther just to teach her how important it was to lift her ass up to meet his thrusting rampant cock with no false sense of modesty when being taken from the rear.I suspected that poor Candy had not had much experience in such delicate. Back in the kitchen, Lauren finished candy duties with her children, and sent them off to bed. She refreshed hers and Peter’s ‘pumpkin juices’ and followed him into the living room. They talked briefly until the pajama clad children ran downstairs for good night kisses, then she led them back upstairs and tucked them in. Fifteen minutes later she had returned to the living room.She found Peter sitting in an armchair, sipping his drink and gazing out the front window. Lauren came around and sat. .”“You won’t have to go that far,” she assured me. “Hopefully her conversation with Mom and Dad convinces her that you’re completely done with her.”“I doubt it, but we could check on them, if you want,” I reminded her and looked at the cloud for listings for today. I loaded up the first of them from this afternoon.I was instantly gratified to see that Barb was still moving delicately, but was starting to recover. She came in and looked around the house hopefully.“She’s looking to see if I came.