How would I know?"I wouldn't, but hearing my own voice cheered me a bit, if for no other reason than it worked too and sounded just like I remembered ...t.I found a door behind me, and had an instant of panic when it wouldn't open and I pictured myself forced to scale down the building's side. But then I pulled instead of pushed, and the door opened.Moments later I was standing in front of the room from which I had ever-so-incautiously let myself be kidnapped. And amazingly, I still had the room. . Did I fucking CUM! I mean, at fifteen most kids can blast out a pretty hard core load, but this one, holy shit. It felt like Mount Vesuvius just blew out of my nuts, I was surprised it didn’t blow it’s way out of mom’s back like a fucking cannon ball. Now ... at the time, I admit, I was way too young to fully understand female sexuality, shit, even years later, I’m still in the fucking dark on it most of the time. So I am not sure what it was, but I guess feeling her son cum inside of her got. "Sam moved down and pulled off Rebecca's soaking wet panties."Oh God I'm so wet." Rebecca blurred out. "I've never been this wet." Of course you are baby. I know what your pussy needs. It needs to be played with, teased, driven wild." Sam moved her hand back between Rebecca's sweet naked legs rubbing her slowly. "It needs a woman's touch, a dyke's touch." AHHH AHHH AHHH SAM AHHHH I can't believe this ahhhh I'm naked with you...Like this." Rebecca said, "and I love it ahhhh yes Sam. It feels so. I took the opportunity to peek as much as possible while Peter was away. Susan’s bathers were the same as she always wore, tight and low cut, showing enough cleavage to excite me. I jumped out of the pool and started to walk over to get a towel when Susan started chatting to me. From my vantage point I had a great view but unfortunately it did have quiet an effect on me. My bathers were typical swimmers and I was very concerned that she would notice what was happening. Susan had her above her.