Inside, as soon as we had gotten comfortable in some slouch clothes, I slipped up behind her while she bent over the aquarium (which she had decided I...needed in my apartment) and fed my (her) fish. I slid my hands up over her nearly nonexistent hips, then down again to give her waist a squeeze. How could I find myself perpetually turned on by a woman with no hips, a microscopic butt and tits that would do a teenybopper proud? Just lucky, I guess.She capped her fish flakes and straightened, then. She turns to the camera and says "Sorry hubby but I could not share this with you " as she licks what little is left from his first load.Thomas gets up and grabs the camera. It goes blank. It was hot the little I saw and I wished I could see more. I still never got to jerk off watching.I was about to turn the laptop off when the audio and video came back on. It show Karen sitting on the edge of a bed still naked of course. I forgot these higher end hotels have a private bedroom in their suites.. Even in our early teens we thought nothing of Ken and I showering with mom. We never told our friends, boyfriends or girlfriends the way we showered at home. She always did the washing of us. We liked it and she really did too. She always got excited at shower time. She love to wash my tits and pussy best, and we would watch her close her eyes and enjoy it. She would wash Ken’s dick and stroke it a little, her eyes closed and breathing hard. We were used to it and got turned on by it too. Mom. He sat close to her and wrapped his arm around her, comforting her in what he was sure to be the last moments of their conscious lives. “Who is she, the girl you’re in love with? Do I know her?” Wyatt reached for the flashlight. He turned it on and aimed it at the ceiling near them. “You are her,” he whispered, gazing lovingly into her eyes. “What?” Ember could see Wyatt’s cheeks blush. She envisioned his muscular body under his dirty clothes, something she had seen a hundred times before, and.