It filled the air. It seemed to come from both Mom and Dusk. They smelled different from me. I had a fresh aroma.“Yes, yes, get me ready!” I said....Then I frowned. “What does that mean?”“This,” purred Mom.She fell to her knees before me and pushed apart my thighs. My cheeks blushed as she exposed my pussy covered in my down of brown hair. Embarrassment rushed through me. They could see my cunny. A naughty tingle raced through me.“You’re going to ... to lick me?” I gasped, my voice tight.“Mmm, I. To say that Michael was turned on would be an understatement. His cock was hard and dripping. It was then that I started thinking that maybe my husband was kinkier than I realized. Maybe my husband was bisexual. Just the thought of it made my pussy quiver. I started thinking I would really like to see Michael with another man. My thoughts were confirmed later that night. After we had both gone to bed that night, I awoke to find Michael not in bed. I heard noises downstairs. When I came quietly. I noticed a change in you the last couple of months and I cannot get enough of watching you."She stood a little longer and went up on her tip toes and kissed him on the cheek. "Thanks I don't mind if you look, in fact I like it. Just don't let your father catch you".When Robert got to his room he went over what had just happened. He felt his cock get aroused thinking how hot his mom looked. He thought about what she said "don't let your father catch you"He felt like jacking off but thought it. Once I reached the bottom of the opening of her vagina, I flipped my hand over, and ran my finger deep into her, slowly moving upwards as she arched her back and groaned. Once I reached the top, I let my finger slip up, then gently, slowly, softly let it slide up to her clit, and began to stroke it, lightly, very lightly. Her body was quivering now, and my cock wanted to be inside her, but I had all day, and, for once, was in no hurry, no hurry at all.I continued to massage her clit, then.