They had a good mix of rock and spirituals and comic/silly songs. They were spectacular! The guests (and we) were stunned at their style and skill. It...was a thoroughly entertaining show! When we had shown them our appreciation and the commotion died down everyone got in line for dessert. There were lovely choices available and I had trouble choosing between the peach mousse cake and the chocolate torte so I had a smidge of both! I was sitting on the couch when one of the young ladies in the. Maybe she just saw the truth, a woman’s intuition. He needed redemption, forgiveness, he needed his mother’s love again. ‘So Pierre. What shall we do about your problem? Do you need my help?’ ‘This… this is a bluff.’ ‘Of course not,’ she said as though the thought were ridiculous. ‘You’re a hopeless piece of shit, Pierre, but perhaps for the state I can do a service.’ She brushed the front of his pants and felt his erection. ‘Look at you, Pierre.’ She leaned in close, her breath against his. The next morning, after my shower, I pulled on a pair of the panties. The feel of the thin, soft fabric was something I had never experienced before. Immediately I fell in love. From that day on I wore my old cotton underwear no more. I had Mom buy some more panties for me, and she obliged with dozens of lacy pairs in colors from pink to black. When Jenna saw this, she giggled, but said, "Well, Larry, it's about time you men caught on!" At breakfast one morning I saw Dad walk in sleepily. This was heaven. And she was very responsive.Kissing and fucking we lay for a good while, enjoying each other. Later I followed my instincts and got my mouth to her breasts. They were huge and very different from my grilfriends'. They were remarkably big, much bigger than all tits I had touched so far, but they were also kind of wobbly and saggy. I loved to wobble them with my hands, bury my face between them and inhale grandma's hot scent. It just got me more excited. So, changing between.