’ The girl’s mouth quivered, this time in happiness and she smiled. ‘Oh, thank you. Bless you, my lady. You will not regret this.’ Mrs. Barts...was pinch-lipped, but she said nothing. As Vivian turned around, she stopped when she saw Derek. His expression was unreadable, but his eyes regarded her with approval. He held their gaze a little longer, then let it go to the girl being led away by Mrs. Barts and Pete, who couldn’t seem to take his eyes off the girl. Derek was once again impeccably. “What? No! You’re my friend. I can’t ask that of you!” “You’re not really asking, i’m offering.” I said. “Still. It’s not okay. I could never look you in the eyes again if you did that.” I thought for a a bit. “I know how we could solve that problem. Give me your shirt.”“I really don’t think…”“Give it or I’ll take it from you!” “Ooh, yes ma’am!” he said, with a grin on his face. I took the shirt from him and rolled it up. I got up, took place behind him and covered his eyes with his shirt like. Soon, their chatter turned quite erotic. Mom called out to me to check if I was awake, but I didn’t move. I had my eyes closed, yet I heard in detail what mom wanted to do to dad. Just hearing mom say all those naughty things to dad made me all the more horny, and my dick was up again, erect in its full glory, pressed against my abdomen.“Oh, stop it” mom said into the phone. “There’s only so much I can do to stop myself from fingering my pussy.”“No, he’s asleep” mom said, he must have asked her. She was 43 and I was 16 at that time. People thought it was so cute. But I was not amused. So when she came over I always tried to avoid her. Four years have passed. And since I was in college I moved to the same city she lived in. This was a big city pretty unknown to me. And for me to encounter someone I know was very small. Until I found out that it was luck because my mother's friend was doing her shopping in the same supermarket as I did just around the corner of my house.So one day I met.