They could hardly believe what they read in history books, that males had enjoyed much freedom at the start of the century.Meena and Archana watched t...e two males soap their bodies with a quickening of their breath. They felt the thrill of watching something so intimate from a position of power. They watched as the males quickly soaped their genitals and hastily moved their hands away before moving into position so that the water would wash the soap away. They watched the males hands as they. "Them. Weren't they the ones who'd been involved in that controversy in North Carolina a few years ago...because of that African guy who had this kind of cult?" That's them," my wife replied. "So, the same young black guy we saw a lot over at Anna and her husbands place; the one who obviously fathered the baby; I think he's doing the same thing with Cheryl and Doug now." Seriously?" Oh yes," she replied, and there was still that curious note of agitation (or was it envy) in her voice as she. It makes you hot knowing that he is looking at them, doesn’t it?” At first she just said “Kind of.” I asked her again “It DOES make you hot, now doesn’t it. It makes your pussy soaking wet, just by knowing that he has seen your tits, right?” “Fuck, yes!” she responded “knowing your friend is looking at my tits, with you sat right there is so fucking hot!” I decided that I wanted to let him see more of her tits, but to still do it in a teasing way. I didn’t want us to play strip poker, or. .. like yours (her father's left hand caressed her waist), her cute buttocks were round and exciting ... like yours (her father now caressed the outer side of her round firm left buttock) and she had full shapely thighs ... like yours (her father caressed her vibrant left thigh)"The touches excited Cherri and she asked. "Am I really as beautiful as mom was when she was young?" Yes, dear. The most fabulous thing was her bosom ... just like..."Giggling playfully Cherri finished the sentence for.