She went to her husband and started drying her husband. As I dried myself, I couldn’t help but notice how revealing her thighs are now. I kept peeki...g at her body. Her thighs are too meaty and kept shaking as she dried her husband.As she walked away, she smiled at me. But an unusual thing happened. As she walked past me, I saw her smell her hand, the one I shook hands with. I couldn’t believe what happened. Did she smell my cum that day? Did she like me staying around? Or was she hinting a. Dad worked in the field and was gone on location for weeks at a time. He was like never home. Mom must have gotten lonely and started something with my brother is guess. All this was a new turn on for me I got excited about what my mom and brother were doing. Were they touching each other? Were they fucking!&hellip,.oh my god&hellip,my pussy was getting wet thinking about all this. Now that I could see in his room, I wonder what I might get to see going on between mom and Chuck. I wanted to. Both Lynda and I nodded our heads in agreement. 'I rented one this morning, it's a romantic comedy.' Sally and Lynda both grinned at each other as she said this.I went and got another bottle of white wine from the fridge and topped all of our glasses up. I pulled the curtains and turned off the main room light just leaving the table lamp on. Finally I put on the film and settled back in my chair to watch it.As the film progressed and the plot developed I was aware to my side that the girls were. They stepped into a couple of the small casinos and watched the raucous gamblers. He even persuaded her to sit at a small table in a lounge that boasted totally nude dancers and sip a drink. Kevin could tell that the place and the dancing made Marcy uncomfortable but before they left she seemed more relaxed and accepting that things were sure different here than in Georgia.It was midnight when they left the club. The right time for their next stop. On a side street, Grosse Freiheit Street, they.