Drop earrings with a heavy stone peeped out frombelow an elaborate hairstyle (a wig?). Andrew's face was decorated bydark lipstick, and the eyes were...outlined with kohl or some similarsubstance. He was standing, lips slightly apart, staring confidently atthe photographer.The second photograph was of Andrew wearing the same outfit with twoothers, both also dressed in elaborate ballgowns. The three had arrangedthemselves around a chaise longue. Andrew was sat on the floor at thelower end of. During the taxi drive home I was aching to be entered, I could smell the sex on myself, and so could he. I removed my thong with a gentle grace which was almost beyond me, and as I leant in to embrace him I paused my hand under his nose for a little longer than neccesary, I wanted him to smell me, be ready for how much I needed this fuck. His gaze met mine for the first time since the bar, he began to kiss me passionately, fucking my mouth with his long, wet tongue, letting me know what he had. I gently pushed the door forward a bit, and my heart shot into my throat. Before me was gsgangrel in the shower with my mom. He was holding my moms ass with one hand and with the other he had a handful of her hair, pulling her head back while he was ramming his cock into her pussy. My moms face was contorted in pleasure as he thrust over and over. I didnt know what to think. I wanted to stop it at first. But i noticed that in the five seconds that my eyes had been transfixed on the sight. Besides to me it was just a mother bonding with her daughter. I believed I might have been even helping her with her own personal struggles.I know it helped with mine as I was very jealous of her. She was younger than me. I was 38 and she was about to turn 21. More beautiful and sexier than me. She had everything I hated in women who had been with or near John. However, I enjoyed making love with her. I thought perhaps if we kept this bond all things would work out. Or perhaps I was just being.