The sporty version of Bec told me to go for a run – exercise always makes me feel better. The version of Bec that was hugging Liz thought I should c...ll my friend and talk to her. Even the rude Bec who never stops touching her boob had a suggestion that would supposedly make me forget about everything for a while. I guess she was right but her idea wouldn’t solve my problems either – it might make them go away for a while but it wouldn’t solve them. All those voices echoed in my head. All those. She picked up the magazine and opened it to one of the nude sections, and asked me if I thought she could pose like that, I said god yes and she said would I like to see her do it. My now my cock was once again hard, and she smiled as she said that she could see I would like that. With that she undid the rest of the buttons on your blouse, and took it off being braless under it.I was in heaven, and when she said if I wanted to see more I would have to get naked too, and I stripped off and stood. My mother is making up for the last eight years without sex with my father while my girlfriend is away and is dressing in to the last basque that she fetched which I have not seen yet. We have all morning to have some fun, as the nurse is not coming to see me today.My mother came in to the room in a red and black basque, skimpy knickers and black stocking, her tits spilling out over the top of her small basque.“What do you think, I feel a bit like a slut”“Maybe’s a bit but I never thought my. I do not say anything I just kneel and take off your new high heels you can still smell the newness in the leather, I take one in my hand and with my other hand I part your outer lips, I'm not in any hurry, so for the next few minutes I slowly stroke the outside of your vagina using the shaft of the heel and I see your juices are covering the shaft of the heel your new shoes, I build up a rhythm as I slide it up and down, stroking your clitoris on the way.I can hear little whimpers coming from.