But something was different this morning. I could stand here and look over the beauty arranged before me on the bed, and I wasn't overcome with lust, ...nly love and a bit of melancholy. I wondered for just a moment what was different this morning. Was I just burnt out on hot, kinky sex with multiple women? Or was it something else.I really needed to clear my head and think, something that I felt like I could do today for the first time in a while. I needed a good run and the torrential rainfall. ..noactually you love your outfit don't you?"He wondered why she was asking or more stating. "Yes, Ms Thornbury." hereplied, his eyes dropping to her feet.She stepped closer to him, put her hands out and took his handsinterlocking their fingers and stepped closer until they were touching.Her breasts pushing lightly just below his shoulder line. His fake boobsunder hers. He was then looking directly at her cleavage, he realisedthis might be seen as rude and looked to the side, then up at her. The women were concerned about the young gurl, but Sam told the it was her time of the month and she would be fine after her pain killers kicked in. They steered Chrissy to the far end and help him down to his panties and bra. After they had stripped down themselves they got into the family shower at the end of 5he line. The water was set to cold and they held Chrissy under the shower with their gloved hands scrubbing the hair removing cream from his body, once all the cream was gone Chrissy. She removed my hands from her firm thighs and turned slowly and looked me in the eye, "I missed you last night." "Who was she, and... how was she?" she said as she pulled out of my embrace and walked toward the table where breakfast was laid out. I stood there with my rock-hard prick sticking out of my robe amazed by this turn of events. Could my mother be jealous?"Ester Jackson!" she almost choked on her coffee. "You mean Coach Jackson's wife?" "Well yes" I replied quietly. "She is also my.