I stripped naked, jumped into the shower just to get my hair and skin wet, and then rushed back to the front door. I had a towel in my hand and starte... stroking my cock to get it hard.I watched as the two women walked up my front sidewalk and rang the doorbell. I counted to ten and threw the door open. I had the towel in front of my hard-on and then I dropped the towel.One woman turned and ran like hell. The other woman stepped inside, knelt before me and said, “I have been trained to blow. I throw my towel over the shower rod, reach into the tub, and turn the faucet. A hissing noise rushes from the shower head followed by a few small drops. "This thing still doesn't work?"I wrap the towel back around my body and open the bathroom door. I peak into my parents' room. Everything is still and quiet. "Screw it," I mumble and walk through my parents' room into their bathroom. The glass shower doors are still wet, so they must have showered and left for the day, I thought to myself.I. They both looked to be in their mid-20's, being at that point where they have fully grown into their beauty and clear complexions. And both of them have great amounts of luxurious hair done in the elaborate coiffure style of the early 60's that I've always liked so much, and never see anymore. My other favorite fashion item from that time - nylons and high spike heels - neither of these women needed.After their hair, I was next struck by the perfection of their faces, and of their make-up.Now I. I always knew Jen looked a lot like her mother, but I got a whole new appreciation seeing her standing there naked. Her breasts were perfect, firm and pointed straight out, needing no support. Her butt was just as firm, with ass cheeks that bounce just right as she walks, men love to stare at her.I felt my cock getting hard, but not fully aroused.. Than something I didn’t expect, Jen laid down on the bed, spread her legs and began touching her breasts, her nipples responded immediately,.