Brave? Yeah, brave! But Jenny had another question for her brave friend.“Did you really let Sam look at your panties?”“Sure did,” Paula nodded... feeling way too satisfied with herself. “But he thinks it’s an accident. All the boys I let look think it’s an accident, except Paul.”“All the boys?” Jenny asked. “How many boys are you showing off to?”Paula blushed a little, but she was smiling. “Almost all of them. It’s so much fun, Jenny! It’s like ... It’s like when you ride your bike down a steep. Then she sat down on the floor, near Kathy's legs, and tried to make her comfortable with small talks, and when she was somewhat at ease, she asked her whether it was her idea to drill a hole in the wall or her brother Zach's."I saw a man on TV drill a hole just like this one, so I also drilled one, but didn't do it to watch you," replied Kathy after remaining quiet for few seconds."I know, honey, you didn't do it to watch me. And why did you hide it with a poster?" I was afraid that you might. “This is my favourite Mike,” she breathed, “it feels so real. Would you like to see me use it?” I didn’t get chance to answer, as she once again she sat down on the couch and spread her legs, this time giving me an even better view of her pussy.I watched as she took a small bottle of lube from the case and lubricated the tip of the vibrator with it then moved it against her pussy lips. She groaned again as she worked it up and down through the glistening pink folds then slowly eased it inside. She was ayounger version of her mother. A blond haired, blueeyed, heavy titted, ball breaking, cock teasingbitch. “Way to go mom, it is about time you dumped thisloser, we can do a lot better than this deadbeat.” John had enough. “Don’t you talk to me like that,”he bellowed, “I am still your father and the man ofthis house. You will learn to respect me. My godwhat is wrong with you! I loved you once, whathappened to my little girl?!” Just then the.