And I was horny! God, so horny. I so badly needed someone to touch me. The 'no masturbating' rule came close to being broken that night, but I was goo....It wasn't until quite late, when I was laying there with a pillow over my head for privacy, that I lucidly realised jealousy was the problem. Somehow it dawned on me that I wasn't supposed to be jealous if Andrew found pleasure with another woman. Complicating matters, I was also jealous of all the attention Gigi was getting. As I fell asleep, I. Now I'm reversing the roles. You can do whatever you want to me. I'm yours tonight. If this is the only way to cleanse my home, then so be it. I'm ready. I want it."Compulsion took control of me and I confidently walked over to my mother and dropped to my knees. I planted big kisses all over her midsection. I held her legs tight and kissed her crotch. Her dark pubic hairs were touching my face, and I liked it. She liked it also. She put her hands on my head as I kissed her hair and my lips. She hugged and kissed me. She is truly a wonderful woman and lover.We reappeared into the kitchen as everyone was putting hoagies together. The sun was going down when the front doorbell rang. It took me by surprise because only a few guests and strangers came to the front door. I had my hands full so I asked Michael to get the door for me. I maneuvered to be able to see the foyer and Michael's face when he opened the door."Well, hello," Michael said when he opened the door to see Michelle. I'm Raissa the hot-girl-next-door type. I've been a sexual person since I lost my virginity at 15.It might sound tacky but I love having my pussy touched and played with all the time.I don't know what it is but none of my girlfriends seem to be the same way. I can't get enough sex and that's just it so I end up masturbating a lot. The photographer was funny because he seemed to make funny faces when I was masturbating.I couldn't tell if he was enjoying it or confused by it all. I haven't left.