“So I guess you’re Carmel”, I asked .“Er….I am ….er Carmel yes”, mom sounded nervous too.“Those videos were of you?” I asked“Er…...Yup” she said looking down at her hands.“Are those videos I have of you?” she asked.“Yeah”, I said equally embarrassed. I took a deep breath and let it out.“Well you do look great mom”. She was wearing a business suit with heels, a tight white blouse and no doubt some amazing underwear. She was 44 years old and had a blonde bob.“You look good too.” Mom confessed.“I. She was beautiful, A cup breasts that were nice and firm on her chest, dark nipples that were standing proud. Her pussy hair had been shaved leaving only a landing strip of hair just over her clit. I squeezed my legs together to keep my fingers from wondering into bad places. Annie stepped into a pair of shorts letting me see her gorgeous pussy lips. She came over and sat down next to me without throwing on a top and I found it very hard to keep from looking at her breasts. “You need to relax. But I have never, ever witnessed one. Then more and more, young, middle aged, and old. And suddenly we are witnessing a flash mob right before us in this grand train station in Antwerp, Belgium! As if that isn’t enough to be pulling at heart strings, a song so familiar to c***dhood, people seemingly spontaneously dancing (although it must be planned), when suddenly on the grand stairway comes a mass of c***dren who I thought were there only for some outing. But no, they are part of this, too.. "If I'm not sexually aroused, this whole process will reverseitself in 15 minutes." "So you really don't want to go throughwith this after all, do you?" she mocked."No, Beth, it's just a game." He labored over his carefullychosen words. "A wonderfully erotic game, but a game. Don't youthink?"Slowly Beth encircled her defenseless husband. Running her handdown her husband's sexy new, high gloss, patent leg sent tinglesof delight radiating throughout Bob's new body. His face startedto glaze over,.