Wohi sleev less t shirt or kapri us me se uske boobs bahot hi sexy lag rahe the me to bas use dekhta hi reh gaya or voh kya gazab ki sexy lag rahi thi... mera to niche se tight ho gaya. me jake uske sofa set par baith gaya phir wo mere liye paani leke aayi .or jab woh pani dene ke liye jab woh juki to muje uske boobs ke curve dikhai deye . tabhi mera tight ho gaya tha .pani pine ke baad thodi der hamne yahan wahan ki batein ke phir mene usko kuch thanda le aane ko bola woh kithchen me jakar mere. In fact, I remember overhearing a couple of teachers last year saying that she was rabid about things like bisexual females. They said she couldn't stand bisexual women at all. She actually considered them traitors." Okay, so you want me to turn her into a hard core dyke then," Connie asked, raising an eyebrow as she asked her question. It was obvious that she wasn't happy with the idea."Well, she was a lesbian before and quite open about it," Charles reminded Connie, "so you'd only be. And a very bad boy," she admonished even though she allowed me to continue. Actually we both were bad. An eighteen year old son and his thirty-six year old mother, both naked except for some paint, yours truly with an erection, standing together under the warm water drizzling down on us from the multiple shower heads, still pretending that this had nothing to do with sex. We both knew exactly what was going to happen but neither of us were even going to mention it.The paint I'd bought for our. One tit popped out, soon followed by the other. I couldn’t help it, my hand went down to my cock and I began to stroke it, slowly at first but then harder and faster. In the window it looked as if her hands were doing the same sort of thing moving down her front and I imagined her fingers sinking into a very wet and slippery cunt. It was futile but I couldn’t help myself, my body shuddering to a knee trembling climax that saw my cum squirting out and slapping against the fence panel. Fucking.