I was counting the minutes until my dryers would stop so I could get out of the oppressive heat of the laundry area. All I could think of was my air-c...nditioned apartment as I felt the little beads of sweat running down between my breasts. The thin fabric of the panties was beginning to feel like it was glued to the smooth naked flesh of my fanny.Suddenly the very tall and handsome guy from the apartment down the hall from ours entered the laundry. He too was barefoot, shirtless and wearing. This room was tidy, but didn't show any personality and I wondered how much influence Debbie had in the choice of decor.I carefully lowered Debbie on to the double bed and she flopped on her back oblivious to my presence. There was something erotic about the way she was lying on her back, legs slightly apart and dress risen up showing more of her stockinged thighs than it should.Cindy saw me looking at her mom and said "Don't get any ideas Mr Matthews, you are mine for tonight."Just tonight?. This just was not the kind of conversation I have had with any other woman then my wife. In fact, I had only been with one woman my entire life. Then once again she spilled a bit of information that could only have come from Susan. “ I know watching a woman making herself cum is big on your list of turn-ons.” I told her I really couldn’t believe that Susan had shared so much of our personal life with her. She smiled this almost evil grin and told me “Oh, I know a lot more than that.” Without. Harper actually said.” “Wheeew! Wow! Okay, I’m going to tell you what the ‘Voice of Wisdom’ had to say. Then we are going to prepare ourselves to be obedient to it, alright?” Cameron began to kiss her again, but softly, and with tease. He cupped her breasts and tweaked her nipples. “Enough,” she cried, “ Mrs. Harper told me to get you into my bed and I intend to do that – come on, Mr. Storyteller, I want to see that cock, and then we are going to fuck!” Cameron began to kiss her again but she.