“Want to show more bosom?”“No, I don’t,” she said, still laughing, and I pressed the flash. Now that image is in my phone album, and forever...in my heart.I helped her out of the bath, deliberately stroking the suds that hid her breasts. “Hey, I hope you know what you’re doing.”“Just making sure they’re still there.”Our drying of each other was coolly deliberate with the towels, but as the towels were dropped, our hands went on caressing, backs and buttocks mainly. As well as maintaining her. James took the skirt and sat on his bed. He removed his shoes,unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers and pulled them off. Then hestepped into the skirt and pulled it up in place at his waist. Itzipped and buttoned on the side just like his trousers. He put hisshoes back on and walked to the mirror. The skirt was cut straight andfit fairly snuggly. The bottom hem of the skirt ended about threeinches above his knees. His nylon stockings were now on display and hispants cuffs no longer. Mom: (silence)Me: Ready? Come in bra and panties only.Mom: What are you saying, my son?!Me: Don’t worry, it’s only me and you here. After seeing you in that position earlier today, I am not able to thinking of anything else.After thinking for a few minutes, she went inside the bathroom and came out only dressed in a white bra and floral panties. She was trying to cover her ass and pussy area as the panty was too small for her.Me: Don’t be shy, mom. Remove your hands. You look beautiful at this. "Yeah, if he'll let us play with that big bull cock again!" You girls are such teasers," Mr. Towson moaned.He fell to his knees in front of the chair. He wiggled toward Nancy. His hands slid along her thighs, then fanned behind her, clutched at her ass, felt it, then cupped her asscheeks. He muffled his face into the crotch of her pink panties and licked voraciously."Ah! Oooooh! Ooooh!" Nancy moaned.Then he tugged at her panties, pulled them down, sliding the slick nylon over the marbled.