But even as a much younger girl Leigh was already well aware how deeply naughty talk affected her sensual and sexual mother. She was an attentive daug...ter, and an avid reader, and knew a great deal about sex even before she experienced it. As young as 8 or 9 she had keenly observed how Josie’s ex-husband, her father, had so easily stoked her mother’s sexual urges with a few well-chosen naughty words.Josie felt lightheaded at the young girl’s very naughty request—or was it a demand? She was. When I remove it she closed her face from hands in shy, I undressed myself completely and took my erect cock and said her to watch me. She saw my cock and again covered her face with hands. I opened her arms and again kissed her lips and started rubbing her pussy with my right hand, andI could hear her moan. Then I came up and opened her legs and came near the heavenly hole, took my cock rubbed it over her pussy and bent little forward and tried to insert my cock, but it slipped. Again I. She turned around and brought the eggs to the table. I noticed a dark, maybe wet, patch on the nightgown right about pussy height. I also noticed the top three buttons were undone instead of the usual top one only. As she put the plate down she leaned over, more than she had to, and I got a good look at her big tits. Fuck, just like Karen's, only bigger.She looked around, then stood right in front of me, looking down at my smiling face."Are you hungry?" she asked."Yeah, starving."She lifted her. “Are you sure you’re okay, honey?” She asked as she sat beside me on the bed. I nodded.“I’ve really missed spending time with you here,” she said as she leaned in towards me. Her deep v-neck t-shirt exposed ample of her cleavage as she did. She came closer and kissed me on the cheek.Then held my face in her hand and looked into my eyes as she kissed me on my lips. She closed her eyes and started enjoying the kiss. I, too, let myself loose and enjoyed her soft lips over mine.“Mom, we don’t want.