"Most definitely!" was the only answer that I could give her. The dresswas white, and appeared to be fitted through where my waist would be. Thedress ...eft most of my shoulders bare, with only a thin strip of the whitesatiny material holding it on over my shoulder. From the waist down, ithad three layers of skirts that fell to about mid-thigh. But what reallycaught the eye, and I was certain Julia considered the "glam" was thethin feathery layer of fabric that sat on top of each skirt layer.. Also she knew that in an hour or so Henry and herself would be naked, watching porn while waiting for the Viagra to kick in before they had a marathon, she hoped, fuck. Around eight thirty she leaned over and whispered in Henry's ear, "Let's go home and fuck." Henry nearly jumped out of his skin as her words sunk in. They quickly said their goodbyes and wished their friends a merry Christmas then strolled home in the warm half light. Halfway up the front path Evelyn stopped Henry and kissed him. I decided to risk it and test the limits.“So, I didn’t know you did it as well”, I said.“Yeah, so?”, she asked.“Well, it’s kind of weird. Where did you even learn about it?”, I asked.“From my classmates. They used to talk about it all the time and still do. So I decided to try it. What about you?”, she asked.“Same as you, classmates”, I replied.“Nice, how often do you do it?”, my sister asked me out of nowhere. I didn’t know how to answer this.“Once a day, mostly at night. You?”, I answered. The blonde gave a moan as the toy moved in. Her daughter's hands were on her tits, rubbing, pulling and massaging them as she slowly began to rock back and forth, the toy pushing at Joyce's walls and over her G-spot. The teen wasn't moving as fast or hard as before, but Joyce didn't mind - after the hard fucking it was good to go for more relaxed and sensuous. Especially as her daughter's spooned into her as she moved, wrapping her body into her Mom's and gently kissing the back of her neck..