.Like what?You're some sort of an easy slut.Obviously that's the look I'm going for. Since when do you care?Well.... I don't but if you want all the g...ys staring at you then go ahead.Maybe I do. I'm going outside.I put some baby oil on my fingers and dripped a few drops on my pussy. I was rubbing my pussy and stopped when my br(o)ther came outside. He was wearing a speedo. A speedo I thought. I was going to say something but decided that would chase him back inside. I turned on my stomach and. I groaned aloud at the sight of her breasts in front of me, in the current context. In the past I had always avoided getting turned on by her breasts, or any breasts for that matter, out of some vague idea that a woman's breasts were for feeding her infant, nothing more. Leslie had had the same ambiguous idea about herself, always keeping her breasts contained in a bra around the house as a matter of propriety. But now, for the first time ever, the erotic aspect of the pair of hanging sacs on. Her nipples were hard and when I touched them her body shuddered. The more I rubbed them the harder she ground her ass against my crotch. All at once she broke the kiss and her body stiffened. "What's wrong", I asked. "I need to slow down a little", she said between breaths. "I need another beer", she said as she strolled out of the room.When Charlie came back in she handed me a beer and sat down next to me. "I think I'd like to do a little of that blow now", she said with sly smile. I reached. " Beth dug a handkerchief out of herpatch pocket. "You really must be thorough, Sandy. Cleanliness is next togodliness. Slow down a little. It's not a race." Beth dabbed at Sandy'smouth, removing the damp wisp. "And did you sit?" Yes Ma'am." Good. Always try so you can sleep through the night. Now give me a hug andhop into bed."Sandy hugged his mother deeply, cheek to cheek. "I love you , Mommie." I love you too, Sweetheart. Now sit up so I can wrap your hair."Sandy sat up straight on the edge.