”“Or should I just surprise you from time to time?” she continues.Donald chuckles and tells her, “That would be a delightful surprise for me, ...nd I will tell you from time to time too when I am desiring it again.”They just smile happily together as the waitress brings their drinks. Donald is amused to see her gazing down Emma’s dress and the quiet sigh she gives as she sets the drinks down. ‘Well, I guess it is not just men I need to worry about,’ Donald thinks.Their dinner is enjoyable, and. Well ... Faye's breasts anyway, which I had to constantly keep reminding myself. They weren't mine. They were Faye's. I was just sort of borrowing them for the moment. But, since I was...I still couldn't get over how sensitive her tits were. Those delicious tingles that stirred as I tapped her nipples with her fingertips. I then pulled on them just a little, twisting to some extent, learning the extremes, the does and don'ts of her body. And still delighted with that invisible, almost immediate. I undress and shower. Climbing under the covers, I move over close to you and find you lying on you side, your back to me. Leaning over you I kiss your shoulder, my fingers softly touching your soft skin. I whisper, I love you Tammy, I can only hope you love me as much. My lips kiss you're soft neck. Murmuring, you turn onto your back. I whisper, "Tammy, ' are you awake?" uhuh," My lips touch your soft breast, I love you sweetheart, more than anything in this world, I want you to know. It’s such an insult to hide our bodies from her.”I can’t take my eyes off my mother as she takes off her business skirt, revealing her black lace thong underneath a garter belt holding up her silk pantyhose. After she tears off her blouse, slips off her shoes and begins to undo her bra, my mouth starts to salivate. She still has pantyhose on. Why am I feeling this way at the sight of my mother undressing? What is wrong with me? “Aww, the boy is getting all heated up at the sight of his naked.