Right in front of Richard, driving us both wild is one of her squatting on the kitchen table downstairs just in black high heels, leaning back so her ...ig boobs swing up and with her legs spread as wide as she can get them pulling her hair ringed vagina wide open. Suddenly the bedroom door opens and in walks Richard’s mother. She’s in a white blouse, a tan skirt just to her knees, and black nylons.“What the hell’s going on here!” she says. In a moment of shock and horror Richard and I freeze.. The rings seemed to be pulling out his chest, formingbreasts. The breasts, while not in the stripper size range, were none the lessperfect. One might expect to see the breasts an a well done painting.The being in the center of the circle curled up into a fetal position again.The lines of power formed a horizontal ring around her. The ring shone with aprism of light, as if all of Earth's precious jewels (and some not from Earth)where contained within. A second ring, identical to the first,. Or me having enough courage to go to their room when it’s just the two of us alone in the house (yes, I lived with them. Me the poor, single sister). But I never was able to go through with any of my fantasies. I was content with watching him while he was sleeping with just his boxers on, his raging boner bulging through his briefs. During those times, I picture myself kneeling in front of him, pulling his boxers down, and just taking him in my mouth. I would bite my fingers, put two of it in. The climaxes just seemed to ripple from one girl to the next. The boys seemed to catch it, and while they didn't pop, they kept having to pause so they didn't. That just made things more exciting when they started thrusting again.Tom rolled us onto our sides. I felt wide open and totally taken. He was getting so deep, and he was so hard. His hands gripped my arms, and somehow my hands found my boobs, squeezing them. Finally, at the sight of Scott losing control and coming with Donna, I lost it,.