“Depending on how late we play she should be home be midnight, maybe you can finally meet her.” He wasn’t willing for any of the happily married...guys to meet his little slut laying blindfolded, bound spread eagled and gagged on his bed. They’d have a fit at how kinky it was for any woman to endure, much less his daughter. George, the one that had been married the shortest of the three remaining married guys confided that he was going through the same thing Jerry, their host, had. His wife was. It was encrypted, and although it took me a ages to crack the password, mum's name spelled backwards. I was driven by my hormones to keep with it until I won. The name of the archive was not cryptic at all: Helen Naked. Helen is my mother's name.The archive's contents were hundreds of photos. They were images scanned from Polaroid's, and actual lab-developed photos. (I found out of mum later on that they had found a photo-processing lab in Forum magazine that developed and printed personal. My cock was throbbing,pressing up against my jeans,as my fingers spread her pussylips and i gently slipped a finger inside her.she moaned in my ear as she ran her tongue up and down my neck. i was just a teenager at the time but was ready to take this hot mom and make her cum over and over. i dropped to my knees and with one motion,had her panties off and twisted her around to expose her round,tight ass.i spread her ass cheeks and began licking her from her hard clit,right up to her tight. Should I get in to save water?” Having reached a point of no return, I quickly stripped and joined him under the shower. Space was so tight we could not avoid physical contact. I took the soap and lathered it on my chest. I could not resist doing the same to Bob and thought to myself, “I wonder which of us will bend over to wash their feet first.” I enjoyed the feel of Bob's hard hairy chest. So different to a woman's soft heavy breasts. I imagined him pressing against me. Hard and unyielding,.