At some point, she must have felt warm. She had pushed the covers off of most of her body and was lying there wearing a short nightgown with spaghetti...strap sleeves. Her light copper colored hair was splayed out on the pillow as she lay there in a peaceful slumber. Glancing at the clock, I decided it was time to wake her. I dropped the towel to the floor and walked over to the bed. I sat beside her and placed a series of gentle kisses on her shoulder, gradually kissing my way down one side of. For three months I was fucked in day for 3-4 times in day by my son. In the nights I would sleep lonely hugging the pillow. Soon my son’s graduation classes started and he became busy in his work. But every day in the morning he used to fuck me in my bed when my husband left for work early. It came to daily once and my husband no tours for the three months. Then after three months he had a 20 day tour and my son got an opportunity to fuck me in the night. He used to come to our bedroom after 11. I unbuttoned her jeans, slowly unzipped her zipper and gently slid my hand down toward her womanhood. I was pleasantly surprised to see she was shaved, and as my fingers reached her labia, I noticed how wet and ready she was. I stroked her a bit as she spread her legs wider, and then began rubbing her, allowing my hands to be lubricated by her wetness before inserting one, then a second finger into her hot, shaved pussy. She lifted her hips to give me easier access and spread her legs wider as. "Oh shit, I'm sorry," one of the brunettes hollered, making no attempt to help her pick up her belongings. She knelt on the concrete and brushed her glasses off with her mittens. She was just about to stand back up as she felt a hand softly touch her shoulder, making her jump. Her embarrassment and agitation grew until she turned and locked eyes with this mystery person. He truly looked concerned, his brow furrowed above his emerald green eyes. “I didn’t mean to surprise you, but I saw you.