"Just be patient." I am being patient," he said. "I just want to know what the heck is going on, that's all."She came out of the bathroom."This is wha...'s going on."She was dressed in her jeans ... and the new bra. The bra was dark blue and, astonishingly, went beautifully with the jeans. It was like it had been made to be worn this very way. It actually looked kind of like a bikini top.Except he knew it was a bra."So?" She put her hands on her hips and struck a pose."Wow," he said."I'll take. Trish's nipples poking into Vix back and her Mons pressed to her scrumptious behind. Vix can feel her lovers breath on her neck, so warm and sweet as Trish gives her soft kisses on the edge of her ear, under her ear, along the back of her neck. This makes Vix moan aloud again. "I need to spread my legs," she says, "Mmm..why?" Asks Trish"I need to feel you pushing against my pussy, to feel your skin against my soft thighs," Vix replies softly as she lies, pinned in pleasure.Trish slips her thigh. I was just 18 at the time. I had always spent at least one weekend a month at their home while growing up, and my father and step mother had been married for over 10 years. Terri was in her mid-forties when I came to live with them. She really was like a second mother to me.Terri is an attractive shapely woman with sassy short blond hair, not fat, but not athletic either. She was built like a woman, curvaceous, full hips, thick thighs, soft but flat stomach, and 36D tits with dark areolas and. I had definitely learned something, even if my touches and movements were rookie sexual stimulations.I could also feel Sissy’s puffy soft mound under the thin strip of hair. It was soft like mine and I pressed into it slightly as my finger glided through the pubes she kept trimmed. Sissy moaned even more under my touch as I also started to feel her cone shaped breast with my free hand. I squeezed it slightly as my other hand ran back down and over her sensual entrance. I could feel the heat in.