Tim’s wet, wonderful mouth opened slightly and invited my tongue in. I opened my mouth to met his and felt our wet tongues touch. Softly and passion...tely, we kissed, even more passionate than as if when kissing a girl, even more romantic and even that much better. Tim then stood before me and undid his pants, pushing down his underwear and letting them fall to the floor. He stood in front of me, his cock rock hard and pointing almost straight up. He then pulled off his shirt, now totally nude,. ”I spread the mother’s mature but still sexually attractive cheeks widely and started to rub her pucker with my middle finger and forefinger just to insure she was nice and open for my hungry dick soon to follow up her Hershey highway. I opened her Girl Scout vest and pulled out her nipples so I could play with them as I humped her from behind the way I liked to do it best with any female with a submissive attitude.Her teenaged daughter skipped back into the room and she started to lubricate. Our mouths go back together as if drawn like magnets. We pull closer to each other our bodies melting into one. We break apart. She says. “Go lock the door and put the will be back sign up. Meet me in the office back there.” I lock the door and set the sign. I run back to the office. I don’t want to miss anything or let the mood change. She is waiting lying on a bed in the office. Her blouse is unbuttoned exposing her magnificent breasts. I go to her and put my hands on her breasts. I squeeze. What I noticed was they all seemed uncomfortable. There was just something about their body language that was off-putting.I'll give Dakora credit. Their clothes were hip and trendy. I could see any guy, with some fashion sense, would want to be seen in their clothes. It was mainly geared to younger upwardly mobile playboys. Their claim to fame was their sport jackets and suits. They were not afraid of color. I had on a lime green suit which surprisingly looked good. Of course I would never be.