I also noticed she was wearing a very short pair of cotton shorts. They were black but had the word pink written on the bottom. I do not understand th...t at all. Either way, they were short enough by mothers cheeks just barely hung out the back and jiggles as she stepped. Ideally this would be an outfit for the sluts I like to entertain, not one for my mother. I thought for a moment and I don’t think I ever saw her legs before other than in a traditional once piece bathing suites when I was. ” And with that, she uncrossed her legs to reveal her bulging panties. Carly let out a little squeal, possibly a bit too audibly. I quickly shushed her. But to my surprise, she didn’t look particularly put off and continued to eye Lela lasciviously. She then announced she needed the bathroom and went to head out of the door. As she did so, there was a knock at the door. It was Amy.“Guys, the landlady is just about done, she’s just in the bathroom.” “Oh Jeez” said Carly, “can I go to the loo,. ....and took a huge inhale. Oh my fucking god my daughter was sniffing on my worn pantyhose. I saw her exhale just as deep and even in the dimly lit hallway I saw her whole body quiver. Now she absolutely buried her face in it and took an even bigger sniff than before. This was uncanny. Was I dreaming? Was I really witnessing this? When she poked her head in earlier she must've been making sure I was asleep so she could play with my hosiery. Should I stop her? Should I say anything at all? I. The only time she exerted herself physically was when she danced. Amber had a passion for dancing and ballet was her favorite. She had been taking dance and ballet classes since she could walk and my God, could she dance. I never saw someone who could dance so gracefully and seductively. Last year at a school dance, one of the nun chaperones had to interrupt her dancing and tell her good girls don’t dance that way. It was not that she was doing it purposely at all; it just came naturally.