Not the leather skirts or anything like that just no more “mom clothes” she usually wore. Well, one day I was sitting in the living room when Pau...s mom walks over to the kitchen table reading a magazine (you can see the kitchen table from where I was sitting). She sat down in the chair facing me, when lo and behold, I saw the most amazing sight peeping from beneath the table. She was wearing a short skirt which revealed the triangular shape of her glaring silky white panties when she parted. The friction Bree felt was indescribable as Finn slowly began to move inside of her. He pressed his length into her slow and hard, slamming his pelvis into her clit each time making tiny stars float behind her eyes. Bree's eyes shot skyward as Finn began to move against her harder and faster. He watched as his pale meat slid in between her mocha thighs and willed himself not to cum. She called out to god, she called out to the heavens. She didn't know what Finn was doing to her, but she knew. I could hardly keep my eyes from it. The thought of her hairy pussy behind the thin piece of cloth consumed me. I saw Annette had very hairy armpits and even though I thought it was kind of nasty, I couldn’t help becoming fixated peeking at it. I could feel the arousal rise, but I hid hit well and I’m sure nobody noticed anything. When back home alone, I couldn’t help thinking about my aunt Annette again. I began to stroke my dick and quickly I was just as excited as I had been on the beach. My. The only place to sit down in the little living room was a love seat and that was where Carla was sitting as she leafed through some magazines on Toni's coffee table. Toni sat next to her, handing her the beer. Carla took it with an absent minded thanks.They chatted idly about work and the job for about half an hour. Toni was too hyper to really concentrate on what Carla was saying at first, but the woman's non-chalant, casual air gradually began to calm her as she realized that, whatever she.