.. oh no!" She puts her hand to her mouth. "You don't think mom has the same latent sexual desires about you, do you?" "I don't know." I answer. "It w...s you she was rubbing her tits against just now. Did you notice how hard her nipples were when she stopped?" I ask Susan, just before we walk in the house."Who's hungry?" Mom yells from the kitchen. "I'm making sandwiches." I turn Susan towards me and kiss her on the mouth, while I squeeze her ass checks. She slips her tongue briefly in and out. Four times a day, regular as clockwork they'd come.. every one a different picture of Her. As the week end on they became more and more suggestive, sexier, more arousing... and ever more frustrating. Worst of all, every one would have his key in it somewhere... tucked into the top of a stocking, nestled between her breasts, laying on her stomach... always it was somewhere, teasing and tormenting him with every glance. Then, on the very last night, She called. They talked for an hour, Her voice. "Oh yes," I heard Jenny moan, "That is fucking gorgeous Dave." but to be honest, I was more interested in exploring the glistening pink wetness of Molly's hot little cunt as she ground herself down onto my mouth.Wolf whistles from a group of youths in the street below brutally disturbed the moment and the four of us ran laughing into the flat where Molly went to their own private little bar and reached over for some drinks.I was just about to join her when I saw my sister looking at me."Are you. She told him to tell his friends what they fealt like, with that they told him to move her legs wider. His fingers finding their way to the thin gusset of her skimpy knickers, she was very wet and she moaned as his finger slid into her slit. She was really turned on her nipples were rock hard and stood out clearly through the thin material of her bra and silk blouse. As he was fingering her pussy she undid the buttons on her blouse she eased her tits out of her bra. She then hooked her fingers.