” Elaine laughed at the old line, and said, “Oh, all right, you convinced me. But, seriously, you have to tell me just what the Hell is going on h...re. This…this …THING, is still growing.” She looked back down at her crotch, and her still-growing member. They went into the kitchen, and Elaine snagged one of the bar stools, and sat at the island. Charlene got a pair of flutes from the kitchen cabinet and set them on the counter. As she bent down to get the orange juice out of the refrigerator,. A girl who'll drink from a pint glass always impresses me somehow. It just seems so unpretentious.While waiting to be served I turned to look at her and found she'd been having a good look at me too. Thankfully, she didn't seem to have decided she'd made a mistake of any kind and was looking at me with her bright eyes in a kind of laid back manner. She just seemed to be reserved, a kind of inner calm. That might sound like some kind of transcendental horse manure, but it's the best way I can. Turning onto her back, she saw her son standing there in his jockey shorts, smiling at them. She grinned and stretched, arching her hips up. She held her arms out to her son, who dropped down and sprawled across his mother. Fawn sat and watched them hugging happily, grinning with pleasure. Finally she slapped Ted on his ass."Come on," she said. "None of that shit until after breakfast. Hey, you two! Those eggs are going to get cold... come and let's eat!" Oh, I suppose we better," Joan pouted,. "My God, Karen, what an amazing ass you have," Dave said, "so round and perfect." You're supposed to be looking at my thong," I reminded him. I was so excited I felt my legs shaking. I loved having Dave look at my bare ass again. I could feel my nipples stiffening against my lacy bra."I love how the white string disappears between you little ass cheeks," he said. Suddenly I felt his warm hand on my bare ass. I let out a gasp. Dave squeezed me and gently patted my bare flesh. He moved his hand.