My face turned as red as my mother’s.“Quite a young man,” she said, scanning my body once again.“Not your type,” my mother said.“Maybe, an... maybe not. It’s been a long time since I’ve seen something like him.”My face turned redder.Stephanie could see she was embarrassing us and changed the subject. “I was heading up to the room to change. I’m down here by myself for a week. Any interest in having dinner one night?”“Ah ... well Jerry and I were planning on going to the Flamingo tonight, ... but. " OK, dear," he said. "You talk to her, then come back and we'll talk about it."I met Becky at the restaurant. She looked tan and happy. We greeted each other and ordered our food, then she said, "What's up, Mom?"Now the ball was in my court, and I didn't know what to do with it. How do you tell your daughter that you are submissive just like she is? What do you say?"Um, remember how I said that I couldn't understand why you were doing what you were doing?" I asked."Uh, huh," she replied."Well,. For several minutes, Bill teased his trusting companion, arousing her beyond anything she had yet known. He had established a pattern now, rubbing her clit with his cockhead until the expression on her moonlit face twisted in the flushed grimace of imminent orgasm, then directing it lower, to dip between her gaping cuntlips and explore the hot, snug entrance to her body."Oohhh... Aahhh... Oohhh," the girl panted, her tingling, glowing sex feeling as big as a balloon between her quivering. I was just about to get inwhen Taysha said, with a smirk on her face,"You don't have your license yet, so I'm gonna haveto drive."She dropped me off at her house. I really didn't likethe way my breasts jiggled while I walked. I openedthe door and saw a note:Taysha,We went to dinner. Will be home around 12:00.Mom and DadFinally, a stroke of luck, I could find out whatTaysha was really like, especially since I was alone.First, I started off with the obvious, my newbreasts, they moved around all.