She had on a pair of nude very silky pantyhose and a red lacy pair of bikini panties under them. I started stroking my cock and rubbing it through my ...antyhose. I saw her hand lower to her crotch area and disappear between her inner thighs. Her head fell back and her mouth opened as I heard a loud moan come from her. I felt my pre cum and used it to slide my fingers up and down my shaft with less friction. The nylon was so slippery and wet. Clair pulled me to her with her other arm and I felt. There’s a lot of muscle under that shirt.He grinned. “Now that was fun.”“Yes, it was.” The hug, or the song? Stop it! Cindy could feel her face flush as they stood close.“You understand that wasn’t really an audition, but if you play your cards right, and want to give up the life of a nomadic flyer, we might be able to fit you in with Sage now and then,” she teased.“And you actually get paid to do this?” he asked wide-eyed as he half turned to the rest of La Banda Sage. “I’d get to play guitar. Especially pretty ones and it was really sort of a compliment, although a lot of black people didn't see it that way. My dad didn't like it, I knew that, he said it was just another word for nigger and probably it was, but that didn't stop people like Mr. Reiser from using it and he was a racist, like most white people, I was sure of that. He probably called my dad a nigger behind his back, when Mr. Reiser was talking to other white people, but that's just the way the world is and it wasn't. Everyone acted normal on the table. Deepa was sitting beside me and continuously looking at my morning wood. Mom saw her doing so but didn’t say anything. Deepa started giving me a hand job with her left hand and was eating with her right. I could see the horny look on my mother’s face!Mom got up and left for the kitchen and in the mean while Deepa took lots of butter and applied it on my cock! I was in heaven and was about to cum! She started stroking it furiously making a soft flapping sound.