." Yeah," Kirsten said. "They've always come quick. I don't think I'd better hang around waiting for Mike to get back." I'll take you," Carrie offered..."Somebody had better be sure that Mike gets over to the hospital as soon as he gets back," Kirsten said."I'll go with you," Jennifer offered. The three went out to Carrie's car. Kirsten told Jennifer that she'd been keeping a bag in the car with her for days, and Jennifer ran over to grab the bag. The drive to the hospital only took a few. Elizabeth looked over her shoulder at her daughter with a grin, and then turned back to Tool. "Would you like to see my breasts?" she asked, pulling her bra down over her full breasts before he could answer. He stared down at the alluring flesh, his jaw slack, and his hand brushing his erection through his pants. Kylie found the whole thing strangely arousing, watching her beautiful, sexy mother seducing her boyfriend. "I'm going to suck on your cock right now Tool. That is unless you would. “Listen Bryan, this doesn’t mean we hang out. Comprende’? We’ll do it but you better not tell!”She pulled her skirt up. She was . . . She was actually going to do it!The thought was like a hairbrush to my forearms.She straddled me, her back facing me. She looked over her shoulder and into my eyes. Her gaze was unchanging; her panties soft cotton, soft yellow, and becoming thread-bare. Her back was a smooth-arch from her tailbone to her shoulder blades. Her lower. Her pussy seemed to swell too, and envelope the dildo, as her labia became red and puffy and seemed to willingly accept each harsh thrust."Ohhhh, yes!" She whisper-moaned, "I want to be more of a slut! Look at me in my sexy red heels and panties, showing off for you!" She said with a friskiness and seductiveness she had never heard in herself before, accentuating the "show" and "off" in particular. "I need to show off for you, to be a dirty shown-off slut, in nothing but slutty heels...and my.