My growing erection confirmed the truth. I removed my sunglasses and slid them in my inside jacket pocket. You glanced sideways at me, then opened you... overcoat to cool off a bit. That is when I noticed your sheer blouse and white lacy bra. Your breasts were at my eye level. From my side view of you, your nipples poked proudly against the fabric. Those hard nipples must love the feel of that fabric, I said to myself. You caught me staring, but instead of covering up, you returned my stare for a. .. hey!Let’s get it on ... let’s get it on.You know what I’m talkin’ ‘bout.Come on baby ... let your love come out,If you believe in love,Let’s get it on ... let’s get it on, baby.This minute, oh yeah, let’s get it on.Please, please let’s get it on,I know you know what I been dreamin’ of, don’t you baby?My whole body makes that feelin’ of love, I’m happy.“(Note: Let’s Get It On was written by Marvin Gaye and his producer, Ed Townsend. This was from Marvin’s 1973 album of the same title. This. I looked up and saw Sarah sat opposite with her legs wide open. she was stroking a single finger up and down her slit, circling on her clit for a few seconds, then down into her wet pussy then back up to her clit, she looked straight at me as she did it and the look in her eyes was pure lust. With the combination of Millie's wet mouth on my cock and Sarah's little display, I felt myself starting to cum, the first spurt took Millie by surprise and she pulled back off my cock just long enough. She all of a sudden wearing very revealing outfits. Short skirts, high heels, and tight shirts. "What is going on?" I think to myself. I am actually kind of jealous that she looks good as she does. I could only hope I could keep up with her looks when I reach her age. It doesn't help that every black guy that I bring over the house always say that they want to fuck her, which really grosses me out. "Shut up! That's my mom" I always respond. What makes this even stranger is that she is always.