That's when it happened.The camera moved to show Bill's tongue working on my mother's slit and clit. Every few seconds my mother would rise up and I w...tched as her juices dripped into his mouth.Who had moved the camera? Was it my grandmother? I didn't see her arrive. Was someone else in Mrs. Anderson's apartment while I had been there?My mother was now talking loudly as she looked into the camera to inform everyone watching and her fuck buddies that she was going to cum. The camera quickly. She was wearing a short black satin dress with spaghetti sholders, due to the warm weather; very thin sheer to waist black pantyhose and open toe high heeled sandals. She looked a bit too sexy and overdressed in her outfit but she didn’t mind. She loved to dress sexy and expose her long legs in nylons. It made her feel desirable and she loved the aroused looks of the men when she was walking down the streets. ?Why not show what you got?? Was her life philosophy.After a short walk her feet began. Star Dust raised a brow. ‘You still love her. It is a simple thing for me to see your aura.’ She made a dramatic motion with her hand. ‘And your aura still lights up like one of your Winter Solstice Trees whenever she enters your mind.’ ‘Reading minds is rude you know.’ Star Dust shrugged. ‘First, I did not read your mind. I read your aura. It is no different from when you see someone’s expression and react accordingly. Second, as rude as it is considered to read minds you are asking me to. Itlooked to me like a large gold headscarf. The top was underwired and abit on the small side but the bikini bottoms were a disaster. The frontwas a full cut and fitted well, but the back was very small and felt likeit covered nothing, plus, of course, there was the small matter of my"tuck". The resulting small bulge was very obvious to me, but I hadlearned from Cindy and her girls that most people did not see the thingsthat were blindingly obvious to me. "I suppose," I thought, "I can.