He'd been to the house a lot of times for dinner. He'd helped me remodel the upstairs bathroom too. I'd seen him look at Carrie a few times with an un...istakable air of lust, but he'd never have done anything that way. As I said, he was my friend.I thought I knew what would happen, but as it turned out, I didn't have the foggiest notion. We ate and watched a sexy video. It wasn't porn, but there was a strong sexual theme. Half way through it, Carrie went and changed into a little pair of boxers. ..Naughty girl." Sharon began shaving Anna. She looked up every now and then to see her daughter pulling at her own nipples and caressing her tits. She even opened her mouth to collect a bunch of water and spit it out. "Haha! What are you doing?" "Pretending I'm a porn star." Anna laughed. "Can you imagine if that was all cum?" "Ugh. I raised such a pervert." Sharon pressed her thumb against her daughter's pussy, making her lift her hips against her hand. "That would take a lot of. ” Did she know that from first-hand experience, or had she heard about it somewhere? What had she done when she was younger, before she was married perhaps?She had more to say, “I can feel the cum building up inside you. I just know I’m going to be impressed when it spurts out.”When it happened, I was impressed myself. The stream went up and out. Julia moved left to evade it, but a lot of it landed on her right shoulder. She wasn’t annoyed, however. In fact, she giggled and said, “God, that is. It had a whirlpool and double-headed shower.I could see Brenda through the steamy glass shower doors.She had her head tilted back letting the hot water wash overher face. Her small breasts were little cones that stoodstraight out. As she turned around, I could see the V-shaped patch of furover her crotch that pointed like an arrow to her slit. Ihad trimmed it for her only a few days before and called itmy “get to the fucking point” design.I pulled my T-shirt over my head and.