" Janelle nodded excitedly. "I am so horny. My panties are soaking wet." Mmmm, do you want to take them off?" Heather asked.Janelle nodded her head ...mphatically. "Well go ahead, and maybe you can let me taste?" Heather suggested hopefully."Mom!" Emma protested. "What? I mean it is only fair. When she licked his cock earlier she tasted me." Heather reasoned. Janelle had slipped out of her bottoms. Her chocolate slit was waxed clean, but literally bubbling with wetness.I felt my cock. " Margaret hesitated. "Henry, are you still a virgin?" "Jeez, Mom." "You can be candid with Mommy, Henry." Henry shrugged. "Yeah, I am." "Have you had any girlfriends in school yet?" "Not really." "You probably wish you weren't a virgin, Henry. Isn't that right?" Margaret squirmed closer to him, resting a maternal hand on his thigh. "Do you have a lot of fantasies about fucking a woman's pussy, Henry? If you'll excuse my language." "I guess." . Those are the pictures that could have served as illustrations for the letters I've been reading to Connie. I knew he'd enjoy them.It wasn't until I was halfway through emailing the pictures of mom that it suddenly occurred to me that dad didn't say anything about returning or deleting the pictures I downloaded from his computer. He didn't even order me not to look at them! That would seem to confirm mom was right about everything after all.Lisa and I exchanged the photos we'd received today.. Her hips started to sway to the music as she bent to kiss him. Then taking his hands, she removed the silk scarf from her pocket and gently tied them behind the back of the chair. ‘Are you comfortable love?’ She asked. Ian only managed a grunt. The music, aroma, her kisses, everything added up to making him extremely aroused as Fran could see by his hard throbbing cock standing at attention. She started to dance sexily around him, her hands glancing parts of his body. She danced behind him,.