“How ... how...” My breath had not fully returned, from the fall, from the kiss.“Trust and honesty, from now on, between us,” she said. She st...od up, went to the window, and pulled on a cord that I had thought was there to move the curtains. “I want you to meet someone,” she said. “No need to get dressed,” she added as she saw me look around for my nightdress, which I think I had worn when she had brought me to this room? The door opened, and a man stepped in, tall, dark-haired, dressed in soft. Hard to tell when the legs were mostly covered. But then the Sixties hit with the mini skirt, go-go boots, and bikini. It was the Twenties all over again—plus eleven (whatever that means). "Today, women are free to be naked everywhere. Naked also means that women are in control of their sex. In the future girls will grow up naked most of the time. Mothers will be naked. Even us old hags will enjoy our liberty." I didn't like having my head shaved," Harmony admitted. "When Scott first saw my. I always inspect her panties because I know if she was cheating on me I could easily find out that way, and I think she cheated a few weeks ago because the crotch part of her panties was totally stiff when I went to check them, the entire gusset, stiff. That's from somebody else's jizz she got first thing in the morning and it has been sitting on them congealing all day, I thought. It's possible it is her sexual fluid also, and I am just as willing to believe that because as soon as I had a. After a couple of minutes had gone by, he pulled out panting like a dog. Paul had a big a smile plastered on his face; he smacked and caressed his mother’s derriere and then resumed where he left off, diving back in to drill his salivating tongue deeper and deeper into her pink pucker. Paul's drool leaked from the side of his mouth as he slobbered away. As embarrassing as this is to admit, the scene unfolding before my eyes had my cock standing like a flag pole. Sure I was mad at what he was.