After all she had deserved her rest and definitely would need it for the up and coming few days of freedom. She stopped at the fridge long enough for ... bottle of Perrier, a glass of red wine and a bowl of fresh red strawberries before making her way to the bathroom and drawing a steamy hot bubble bath for herself.She smiled at her image in the mirror as the bath steamed and bubbles built, she could barely keep her hands off herself as she un-dressed, the insatiable urge for release had already. “Come on, he’s your son, not a stranger,” said Sharon smiling.With that she flicked open her bra and presented the full view of her big breasts to us.On seeing Sharon do it, my mother too got into mood, and before I could even feast my eyes on Sharon’s boobs Mom had taken off her black bra.Then they lay back on the towels wearing only panties, Sharon on my left side and Mom on right.“How come you have so many marks there?” asked my mother raising herself on her elbow and looking at. Then she took out a stethoscope and went through her typical motion. Doctor Collins then checked out my throat, my eyes, my ears and, my nose.She asked me if I used to drink and I replied not at all.Then she wanted to know if I was sexually active and I said I was married.She insisted, asking how often during the week did I have sex…I lied to her, telling I had marital sex just one day a week. Then I thought she had smiled when she heard me…Jane then asked me to take off my boxers and stand. "Oooohhh shit!" she gasped."Does it make your pussy throb?" Laura asked in a sultry, threatening voice."God, yes!" Her dark eyes turned vulnerable. "Go ahead." You're sure?"Yvette nodded.Laura, who had not yet even touched Yvette's scrumptious naked breasts, dropped her mouth to them, still holding Yvette's wrists tight in the rope behind her back. She mouth-mauled the firm, dark globes, licking and sucking Yvette's swollen nipples roughly, nipping them with her teeth. Yvette squirmed.