You just can't be standing. Lie down on the picnic table." "Huh?" "Stupid bitch," Christina said playfully, "your pussy is gone. Gravity... still at work, would pull the stuffing from that gaping hole between your legs." "Oh," Trine said as he face flushed in embarrassment. "I forgot about that." Trine quickly got on the table and held her stomach open. Her mother, ignoring that for a moment, spread Trine's legs and started sewing up the hole Christina mentioned. . “Look at that” she whispered “would you like me to dress like that?” Of course while happily perving on the woman in question there was no way I wanted my wife to show herself like that in public. Apparently that was the wrong answer because not two weeks later we were going shopping and she came out of the bedroom dressed almost identical. I told her no way were we going out like that despite the fact that had barred up. “Feel my pussy” she said. I did, though her knickers and they were. His brother, Luke thought with a sigh. He had to end this standoff with his family, and Keith was probably the way to start. If he went to his mother, no doubt she’d feel disloyal to his father and Luke had no desire to put her in that kind of position. So it was Keith. It’s a little early for resolutions, but what the hell. He heard the water start running and his body reacted as he thought of Emma standing under the spray. He wanted to be in there with her, but this would be better. And, he. I decided to see what reaction mild flirting would get me. 'Well, you have such great legs its hard not to stare'. 'What, me? Maybe when I was your age but I'm a lot older now... ' 'I don't care what your age is, you still have a great pair of sexy legs', I had never taken this tone with my mum before and was nervous on what her reaction would be. 'You're just saying that', she said smiling, 'but thank-you'. She placed her hand on my thigh and gave it an affectionate squeeze. Her hand stayed.