They stood, Lisa caught between the wall and Matt, as fantasy finally became reality... Another knock. They broke the embrace, grinning at each other... Lisa moved into the room. Matt, unhindered now by doubts and fears, his senses and passion aflame, his lust aroused, opened the door once more. There stood Harry, a half grin on his face, a raw sense of masculinity exuding from him. Matt couldn't help himself. His eyes roamed over him. He held out his hand, feeling the power of his grip as they. Walking through the door was a gorgeous girl wearing a short black dress with a split up the left leg which exposed part of her thigh. The imagination took over and I wanted to see more. Her legs were exquisite and well defined. Slowly my eyes traveled up her body above the small waistline.The low-cut neckline of her blouse showed the top of her breast. It was not until my eyes locked on her face did, I realize it was Sophia. Her high cheekbones, small lips with a light shade of red lipstick,. I wrapped myself in towel and went to kitchen and asked Mom to give her hand.Mom-why you want my handMe- to handover something nice to you and in return want somethingMom- ok here is my hand and extended her right handI quickly opened my towel and kept her hand on my dick, she did not removed it but kept staring, meanwhile I lowered her pallu and touched her boobs.Mom- I wanted your dick so much, and want you to fill my pussyMe- Mom I also want to make love to you.Mom just kneeled and took my. The yellow panties were still on; however, they were driven so far inside her wet pussy that they resembled an almost invisible thong. The hair all around the edges of her pussy was matted down to her skin. Even though it was still rather dark, it was very clear that her crotch had now graduated from "moist" to thoroughly wet. If it weren't for his magazines, he might not fully know what he was looking at. Partially because of the darkness, partially because of what little bit of material was.