This was her chance to abort the impending kiss, but she didn't. She just looked into my eyes curiously, and when our lips did meet, she moaned again....Her first kiss that wasn't from a man, as she later admitted, and she loved it.That soft noise she made as our lips touched was like a go-ahead for me to guide her. I unbuttoned her white cotton blouse and liberated her breasts from the bra. They were simply gorgeous and I couldn't resist running my tongue over the nipples. Each one of my touches. She pulled up her panties then her pants and pulled her T-shirt over her head.Once Cynthia was dressed I invited her into my house for a soda. She came in and we waited for my son to come home. He didn’t. However about an hour later my wife came home. We have a very unique relationship and we love each other very much so we can fool around and then tell the other about it. So I told my wife what the boys had done to Cynthia. I told her what Cynthia had allowed me to do too. Cynthia was a very. ”They pushed me back on my bed, and Bobby and Ben eachgrabbed a leg and separated them. Barry said, “Brian,you were the last one in her, so why don’t you go first.We’ll go in reverse order of our ages.” He then begansucking and rubbing my boobs while taking off hisclothes.Brian took off his clothes while I said, “No, no, no.I’m your mother. You can’t fuck me.” Even while sayingthat, I was swinging my hips, searching for a cock tofill me.Ben. Robin strutted off stage to applause, and headed out into the audience togive lap dances to big tippers. "Robin," one of her fat slob fans called,"come here you hot little babe!" Herbert was a pig, but he tipped great soRobin skipped to him in her high-heels and thong and slid onto his lap."Hi Herb," she chirped as she rubbed her crotch on his leg and her barenipples on his fat chest. Damn that felt good.Lisa, the pretty t-girl who had helped train Robin, took the stage. Robinwatched her over.