.. thank you."Amy could see Daphne's pussy clearly through the fabric. "Hey, you forgot your high heels." Oh, you're right." Daphne bent over to put t...em on, but immediately felt Amy's gaze on her ass. She looked over her shoulder, and, sure enough, her friend was staring at her behind.Amy realized she was caught and moved her gaze to meet Daphne's eyes, then grinned. "You have a cute butt, girlfriend! I can see why you get your way with men all the time."Daphne blushed bright red and sat on. I went to the passenger door and got inside. He was shorter than me maybe five foot nine. He was a skinny build compared to me having a little extra meat. I liked the fact that there was a twenty year difference between us.It was an awkward ride to my unknowing destination. I had no idea what was in store, what was going to happen, or what I was going to do. He pulled on the side of the road and we started walking. I realized I was at a park that I would prefer not to go to but I couldn’t say. She turned on the hot water then the cold and waited for it to get warm. While she waited she got undressed and admired herself in the mirror. She had perfect 34C boobs with mid- sized areolas and smallish nipples. They were her favorite part of her body. Her face was round with deep blue eyes and dark red hair. They lived in Miami so it would be un-American for her not to have even the slightest tan. Her ass was by all means, perfect, is wasn't too big for her shape, rounded, and protruded. I ran my fingers lightly around the underside and would occasionally push it up in a reassuring grasp. "What does this look like?", I wondered. I bet Paul would love to see that. STOP IT!, I thought, you're his mother for crissakes! I rolled onto my left side and continued to look at myself in the mirror. I pulled the covers down until my navel was visible. I looked at how my full breasts formed a deep line in the middle of my chest. My caressing, however gentle, had caused my nipple to.