Natalie in all of her innocence said, “We found an outlet for our sexual tension.”Mom smiled and asked, “And what would that be?”Natalie tried...for her little girl look and blurted out, “I flash, he takes pictures, and then we fuck our brains out.”Mom choked on that one. She didn’t say a word for almost a full minute and then she said, “So you like to flash for him, you like to take pictures of your sister, and you two have sex together. Is that about it?”I replied, “Yes.”Mom had composed. My hand brushed across her her huge hard nipple. That was a big turn on for me but at the time I did not why. Then my hand brushed across her full bush. It was so soft and thick. That turned me on even more. When ever I stayed with granny I would end up in bed with her and would wait for her to fall off asleep and then would rub my hand across her bush. I would play with that long jet black pussy hair. I am getting hard just thinking about it. But it was not just granny, I did that with my mom. This is supposed to be a party, not a seminar!” It was Freda, who had been listening nearby. “I can tell you, though, that the Roman Catholic Church would have been dead against polygamy, even temporarily. The priests are sticklers for the rules, as my Mum could tell you.”Erika joined in. “Freda, now YOU are adding to the seminar. Go get us some wine. I want to kiss our husband for a while.”“Okay, fusspot.” She went to fetch the drinks.Erika nudged Fiona. “Scoot, Fiona. I want to kiss my. Counter pe maalik uske cleavage ko hi dekhte raha. Maine kaha, ek table milega…woh bola, kyu nahi. Ab tak bar main ekdam shaanti ho gayi thi. Sab log uski gaand aur jhango ko dekh rahe the. Hume ek table mila aur wioh sabse last tha. Jaise hi yeh rundi baithi, sab logo ko uske skirt ke niche dekhne ko mila…Sab log khush ho gaye. Hamare baaju mein ek aadmi baitha tha. Woh marathi tha. Usne kaha, “Kai puuchi aasel hichi” aur tabhi Rundi PK ghoom ke booli, “baghaychi hai??” (Do you want to see my.