Her hot hands dipped and started fondling my breasts as I suckled on hers. I glanced down and notice the dildo is growing wet. With that thought I get...up and switch positions with Miri so she's on the bed and I'm standing so I can strip. I kicked off my flats before unbuttoning my jeans, slinking them from my full hips, revealing black silky panties with red lace I'd bought the other day with this in mind. "What do you think?" I asked turning around to show her my behind cupped by lace and. She was actually the one who dialed the phone, and then handed it to Bobby. She folded her arms under her breasts, which distracted Bobby as he pressed the phone to his ear.“What do you want?” came a rough, male voice in his ear.“Hello, Uncle Patrick?” he said.“That you, Bob?” The voice was much less demanding in tone. “How the hell you doin’ boy?”Jennifer wandered into the room. She was wearing a tank top and panties, and was both yawning and stretching as she woke up.“Pretty well, actually,”. She was helpless to stopthe motion, the sudden drop of her eyes, the sweeping of blonde bangsfrom her face, tucking it behind an ear, exposing her tender neck insome kind of subtle, subconscious display of vulnerability, or worse...availability.It was only extreme will that forced her voice above a whisper. "Just...just late is all."A moment stretched between them, a timeless moment where he stared ather, followed the soft line of her neck down to her bare shoulder,followed the ridge of her. Come on, you always say you'll try anything once! I even got you part of your uniform you would need, if you accept. Won't you just try?"Jeremy looked down with his typical shyness, unable to really argue strongly with his single mother. He could never get truly angry with her; not considering how much she had done for him. He sure as heck didn't want to try any 'ballet clothes' though; he had to wear tights once for some stupid play at school, and he hated the clingy, itchy feel of them.