Mom: Let’s continue! Remove your clothes, free yourself! Let’s enjoy our food.I jumped off the chair out of happiness!Me: Oh my god, mom! You are ...he best! I knew you would understand.I pulled off my t-shirt right away, went to my mom, and hugged her really hard. Her boobs were pressing hard at my chest, my cock was pressing her hips. She hugged me harder back!Mom: I’m glad you are back to normal baby, I have missed you!Me: Missed you too, mom!Right in front of her, I took off my shorts and. My palms slid across my boobs and I moved my fingers down to my shaven mound. They slid between my folds and felt my clit.I suddenly turned, with my fingers still buried between my pussy lips, as I heard a noise at the door. The shower curtain was pulled back slowly. There stood my neighbor Peter… my handsome black neighbor.He was completely dressed, in black jeans and a black shirt.I blushed and smiled at him, knowing that he had caught me masturbating. But Peter simply smiled and pointed. “Crap. I forgot.” Molly looked down at her tank top and sweatpants, double-checking to make sure she was decent enough to run down to the laundry room. At the moment, she was far less sexy than the story she just recorded would suggest. Lingerie, generally something black and lace was the go-to sexy outfit people wrote about. In the last story she just finished recording, the woman had been a double F. Molly stopped in front of the basket, cupped her modest Bs, and laughed. “I would have. “Well, your face just doesn’t say ‘fuck me.’ Now we’ll fix that, won’t we?” She smiled and I saw that her teeth wouldn’t need any work. They were the wet dream of every dentist in history, white as porcelain and straight. Her lips, on the other hand, looked drawn, not overly thin but not the plumped up ‘cum down my throat’ look that I wanted. And they were lacking on the color side as well. I plumped up her lips and she touched them with two fingers, savoring the light tickling sensation that.