Kerry nodded slightly. So I proceeded to slip off my loafers and jeans. Every now and then I snuck a look at Kerry, who was overseeing my actions ap...rovingly. I took off my sweatshirt, so that now I was fully exposed in the bra, garter skirt, nylon panties and stockings I had been wearing under my street clothes. Kerry seemed to drink in the sight of me. “Now, put on the heels,” Kerry directed. I did as I was told, trying to be as natural as possible. However, as I placed the left heel. Mark reached out and grabbed hold of his mom's denim shirt, and ripped it open, the press-studs making a pinging sound as he did."Ohh!" Mandy gasped as her son surprised her with his move, he pulled the shirt off her shoulders, exposing her white cotton bra, the big, red nipples of her full breasts could clearly be seen pushing through the material, Mark ran pushed his hand under her bra, and tweaked his mom's nipple with his fingers."Ohhhhhhh!" Mandy sighed, she threw her shoulders back as. ‘Lemme see it.’ Again I considered. I sensed the warning signals. My drunkenness was fading. No, I decided, better not to add this one to the list. ‘Sorry, let’s not. It’ll make our friendship weird,’ I said, as if it wasn’t already. ‘Come on. Lemme see it.’ She pushed me off of her, rolling onto of me. ‘Come on.’ She began to tug at my jeans. ‘No. I’m not going to fuck you.’ I said, a little more assertively. ‘What? Why not? You’ll finger fuck me, but that’s it huh? What’s the matter?. As I feel his dick pulsate and begin to spray his thick load in my mouth, the front door opens and Mike walks in. Perfect timing. I continue to swallow every last drop of Jamess warm cum and my husband stands in shock of what he sees. When I am done with James, I take his cock out of my mouth. Welcome home, honey. James, now noticing mike, slowly begins to pull his pants up. Sarah, what the fuck are you doing? No worse that what you did with Stacy earlier. You saw that&hellip, How did.