The judges want to see our forms without any nasty lines ruining the curve of our buttocks."Winona guiltily hid her offending "teddy-bear" panties and...blushed when she saw Candy peeking intently at her dampening camel-toe. She noticed that Candy already had her jodhpurs displayed and her "seat" was delicately heart-shaped. She moved in tempting waves of tightly toned femininity like the spring-loaded sinews of a jungle cat snaking in for the kill. There were no lines under Candy's tight riding. "Fixed," he said. "Charlie'll pick us up from A & E at twelve. By the way, where's your handbag?" I think I left it in the car. Why?" Front door key." Oh!" A slow smile spread over her face. "If it isn't I'll have to come home with you."He smiled back. "I was going to suggest that in your weakened state you should do that anyway so that I can look after you."Her face lit up. "Now I can see why you've got where you have, Mr Braithwaite. Full of initiative and very persuasive. But I'm not sure. I stood up behind Jess and squatted down so that my throbbing dick was level with her dripping pussy. I could hear the sounds of the two girls sucking on eachother's mouths and lapping away the remnants of my precum on eachother's faces. I lovingly put my hands on Jess's sweaty body and grabbed her firmly by the hips. I didn't really know what to do, so I just sort of pushed my hips forward until the tip of my precum-covered cock made contact with her cute little cunt hole. I could hear her. “Lisa, Momma will hear us. We can’t do this here”.“Fuck Momma! If she wants some, she will have to get it on her own. Right now I want you to suck on my clit and make me bounce on the bed like we used to do”.“Honey, a few months after Dad’s passing I was sucking and fucking Mom’s pussy. She needed it. She needed something to take her mind off of her grief. I just thought I should tell you the truth. I’ve never lied to you before and I won’t start now. Do you want Momma to hear us doing what she.