N..nothing..."i tried to walk away but my pants fell around my anklesand i fell.she laughed at me, i was red with shame"please live me alone" i was re...dy to cry.she stood next to me and helped me stand up."it's ok homey, i have seen worse"i quickly put my pants back an properly these time.i went to take my things and to get the hell away.she had other ideas, "hold on", she grabbed my shoulder."what's the rush? let's talk about what happened here" " please let me go", "don't worry there is. Her blue, men's, oxford cloth button-collar shirt was starched and tucked into the top of her dark blue Levi Jeans. Her boot-cut jeans broke slightly at the bottom over her black, lizard skin boots.Her daughter, Stephanie looked like they were almost twins. Her mocha-sun tan was just a little darker than her mother's. Her chocolate colored logging boots were covered at the top by the grey wool socks that were folded down over the tops; just below her knees. Her cut-off Levi shorts had been. She was still the only one who could take me all the way. She grabbed my butt and held me still while she expertly sucked me. Her tongue danced along the sides of my dick and swirled around the head when she backed off. She had gotten much better at this and knew exactly how to get me to the tipping point. A few fast bobs and I was there, filling her mouth with cum. I could feel her swallow and she stood up.I pulled her to me in and gave her a deep French kiss. She broke the kiss, got out of. After some time I looked up from the page to find Mom looking at me and when she saw she had my attention she looked down at her crossed legs and then cocked her eyebrow questioningly at me. I wasn't sure what she meant but I was agreeing to anything so, after checking that Dad was still semi-comatose, I nodded eagerly, not knowing what to expect.Mom sort of swallowed and moistened her lips with her tongue and then slowly uncrossed her ankles and lifted her left knee, the one closest Dad, until.