"I'm guessing its been a while since you watched a woman touch herself too?" she then said, before her hand slipped between her thighs and she began t... rub her little bald smooth pussy.I stared at her in amazement, as I watched my old college friend touching herself so openly in front me, before glancing nervously at her husband, who just smiled back at me.Then after a minute or so, Katie lifted her fingers to her mouth, and I watched as she lustfully liked her own juices from her finger. "Relax. You ready to earn your pay?" The guy sat close and his hand reached out to stroke Art's thigh. His head was swimming with questions, but no words seemed to reach his mouth. Art took a long swig of beer as his hand reached his balls then traced the outline of his big, swelling cock. "Nice package," he said as his zipper opened. His pants were too tight, then his belt was undone, then the button to his jeans, then the soft, gentle hand stroked him through his jockeys. Art had never felt. She squeezed his shoulders, digging her nails into him slightly. "Please, Austin. I'll cum for you again and again, I promise, but I need to feel you inside me." She was begging now, "Take me now. Please."He wouldn't make her continue to beg, so he sat up and positioned himself above her. She reached down and grabbed his rigid cock, sliding her hand up and down his length a few times. She loved the way his cock felt in her hands, both hard and soft. Silky skin over steel muscle. She. "Get me another glass of wine and I'll be right back."I quickly stopped the projector, and caught up to her in the hallway. "Mom ... can I watch you get dressed?" I said rather hurriedly." ... Yes ... yes, Charley, I guess so ... I mean we have been so open with each other. You have seen me with and without clothes. So, yes, if you would like that ... so would I. Why don't you find some things you like ... you pick!" She went into the bathroom and I opened her drawer full of lacy underthings.I.