She giggled as she spread her legs more. Mom reached over to touch George's broad shoulders, he flexed his chest with each touch from mom. He undid ...is shirt, so mom could feel his muscular washboard chest. His nipples hard as nails, thrilled her to no end.George kissed mom with his tongue, fucking her mouth. The two of them getting more frisky with each other. Mom whispered in his ear that whe wants to fuck him, right now. She reached down under her skirt and rubbed her clit. She then. Art is what you make it, she told me, and it sounded like a line she had said many times. Wanna bet? Come take a look at mine, I challenged her. She smirked. … Alright. lets see what youve brought to the world today. Not going to lie, I was getting a little worried. She was starting to seem a little hippie-ish, but my fears were laid to rest as she looked at my sad waste of paper and ink. … Oh… that is bad, she said, almost under her breath. Hey? What happened to no one is awful? I exclaimed. “You like that don’t you baby?”“You know I do, do it harder, harder,” I moan as I have my first orgasm. Then my second one as I watch our guests enjoying our performance with their hands all over each other’s naked bodies.Then Roger has me on my back on the bed with my legs wide apart. Maria and Karl are standing close by as he stands behind me and tongue kisses me while teasing my nipples with a fingertip. A naked and very aroused younger couple are wonderful eye candy for me - and my man as. She held out the packet for my inspection.“Do you know what this is, Colonel?”I shook my head, of course, and she answered her own question.“This twist of waxed paper contains a substance which saps the moral fibre of a person, and has the power to lift one’s spirits to the sky, only to then cast them into the depths. The substance is known in Naples, where this was obtained, as del paradiso bianco, white paradise. I suspect there are many other names, but, like the rider on the pale horse, the.