She was about 5'9", long red hair, and smelled so sweet with a smile that eased my heart; how could I say no. We sat at the bar long after closing sev...ral drinks in and a few laughs; she ask if I wanted to back to her place. Once again, how could I say no. I told my friend I'd talk to him later and followed her back to her place. We arrived this nice little subdivision and a cute two story house. I pulled in behind her car and she quickly rushed to my vehicle and got in on the passenger side.. His hands ran down the back of her legs, lips and tongue sliding up towards the top of her legs. "You have to keep these thighs. They're amazing." Samantha leaned back and spread wider. It was easy to hear the sincerity in his voice. From a boy rarely serious, it caused her heart to skip a beat. "Hello, sweetie." Dillon placed a gentle kiss on her clit, sending a spasm rocketing up her spine. "Oh, fuck me." Came her response. "Your mommy is the bad one." He whispered to her pussy in a soft warm. I was just getting to Ginger moving in with Janice and me. And now mom’s there. Florida heat is bad enough, now mom is making it that much worse. I was drinking my coffee in my bathrobe, reading the paper. Mom had been up for a bit, prancing around the house. I headed to the bathroom to take a quick shower so I could get going. As the water was warming up, mom came in, also in her bathrobe, and asked me what I was doing. “FISHING! What does it look like? I’m going to take a shower.” . "That's not going to work. I've arranged to do laundry with someone else." Oh." She sounded disappointed but didn't ask the obvious question, who I was doing laundry with."Are you putting the jeans on?" Just a minute ... I'm removing the tags." Change your panties first. I can't let you wear those black panties with jeans." Yes, Sammy. I'll wear blue ones, okay?" That's the ones I had in mind." I'm taking the black ones off. I'm ... I wish you were here ... there, I'm wearing the blue panties.