”+++++That evening Mom invited Stella, Fern, and Bob to dinner. After we had eaten and the dishes were washed Mom made an announcement. “Stella, I...invited you over so that our sons could fuck you. Get naked, bitch.”Trudy said, “Oh my God, Mom you have a sex slave too. How cool is that?”Mom shouted, “Stella, I gave you an order bitch, don’t make me punish you.”Stella started to cry as she undressed in front of us. She was totally humiliated and it excited me. Her blouse came off first letting. After that was done, I took a nice long relaxing shower. Because I wasn’t planning on going out, I kept the war paint to an absolute minimum. A little bit of eye shadow and some lip gloss was more than enough, and then I tied my hair in a messy loose bun behind my head. Dispensing with haute couture, some old sweatpants and a loose baggy jumper completed my grooming. After making a big pot of coffee, I sat down at the dining table and switched on the laptop. Then I had to wait and wait. I’d. “Shush,” Jasmine said as her finger gradually moved to Gracie’s lips. Jasmine started to move down Grace's body and off of the bed. Her fingers danced delicately on Gracie’s mound before moving to her clitoris. She rubbed it quickly before introducing her tongue to Gracie’s hood. Ever so slightly, Jasmine’s tongue stroked upwards making Gracie’s hips jerk. Gracie’s knees bent upwards and her hand stroked through Jasmine’s soft brown hair. Jasmine’s tongue took another stroke up, making a loud. His hand went to her shoulder, moving down her arm to her thigh pulling her closer. John felt her breasts against his chest as he pulled her closer, his kiss enveloping her. Linda moaned. John slid his hand between her legs his hand brushing against the warm bush of pubic hair. It was moist and as his hand ventured further the source of the moisture greeted his touch and another moan came as his reward as his finger brushed against her clit. John rolled her over sliding on top of her. Linda.