I bring them back into the living room, and hand Mommy the ruler. She hikes her skirt up around her waist, sits down on the chair and I lay face down ...cross her bare legs. Shes very smooth and her legs feel soft against my bare tummy. The chair is arranged so my legs and naked bottom are totally visible from where my father is sitting. The boys scramble to get good vantage points to look at my body. Right now my legs are pressed tightly together and my bottom cheeks are clenched to hide as much. Both were wearing quite short skirts, which, perhaps, were more dramatic on the much taller Vanessa. On the other hand, Sylvette’s bustline was most emphatic.While I’m not always that good on describing clothing, I think I could refer to what Sylvette was wearing as a mini-length shirtwaist in a clingy, shiny, bright blue, fabric. Her platinum blonde hair cascaded down. Her hair emphasized her heavy, dark, eye makeup, and now smoldering eyes.There were buttons from neck to hem. Sylvette played. She resumed her treatment. With her actions, I was sure she wanted a lot more than just checking my health concern. This was clear. As she reached out to my lower abdomen, her right hand was only feeling the part where the pubic hair was exposed. Her pinky was not feeling my dick head.Her left hand unknowingly moved to my nipples and was touching and scratching them. Her breathing became heavy at the moment as she was looking at my boner. She was lost for a while and suddenly came back to sense. I was telling her that I should be going to bed when she told me to be quiet."I have seen you watching me the past couple of nights," she explained, her fingers still working away at her pussy. "And it makes me hot to think that you like to look at me. Do you like watching me touch myself like this?"I simply nodded my head, my eyes drawn to her slender hand as it moved around inside her panties. I slowly raised my eyes up to her chest, and the pink swell of her nipples took my breath away. I.