Upstairs in our house is Bare Country. We don't have to wear anything, and we all shower and use the bathrooms together. We usually leave our doors op...n, except in the winter when it's cold and we have the windows open only at night. So, we can hear Mom and Dad making love and talking. And we can join them any time.Downstairs, we usually wear something in case someone comes to the door or wanders through the back yard. Of course, 'something' has never meant much. Mom often goes around in just a. Her hair tickled his balls when she was near the top of each leg. She moved around the table and leaned over his head from behind, swabbing his cheeks against her tits. He stuck out his tongue to catch a taste of her, and she didn't tell him to stop.She moved back to his legs, tugging them apart and using her hands on the inner muscles. She had him bend his legs, knees in the air as she probed and prodded his flesh. His cock lay heavy and turgid on his stomach during all of this, jerking. After sometime I put on my underwear and again started pussy kicking. That time she was cummed twice more. Again she started sucking my cock. She was giving me pleasure with her hot saliva and her juicy tongue. I cummed to her mouth. She swallowed the full sperm. It was a fantastic season. Then we relaxed and she told me to come to her house next day. I kissed her and assured her that I would come on the next day . that day was a amazing day in my life.Next day, I went to her house at 12 pm.. “It’ll last a day or two and then she’ll be right back to the way she’s always been. What were you talking about with her?”“You,” I said. “She told me to take care of you. I told her to take care of herself.”I glanced toward the front of the car where the driver sat. Any personal discussion would have to wait until we got back to my house.“I was talking about your performance out front,” Liz said, reaching over to take my hand. “You handled the Q&A really well.”“I thought you went inside,” I.