We seemed to both have the energy and the inclination about once every other week ever since we moved in. I turned on the TV, ate my dinner without ev...n tasting it and within minutes I was remembering the scent of Kelli’s pussy and how hungry and willing she seemed to be. Watching TV was not enough of a distraction and I felt myself growing more agitated as the minutes went by. Finally, I got up and went to the bedroom and grabbed a work out shirt and my shoes and went downstairs to at least. I knew his mother, for God's sake! But I wasn't about to turn him away. I found myself "dressing down" for when he came over - tight stretch pants that showed off a deep camel toe (the benefit of having a mature pussy!), low tops where he'd get a glimpse of an erect nipple or two, or perhaps a carelessly tied bathrobe with only panties underneath. For all his flirtation Miguel was inexperienced, and I had to be the one to make the first move. I let him peel down my robe, and then I opened it. "Mr. Reed said he could push it back that far."I looked at Mikee. "What do you think?" I could tell she knew what I meant."Is it... ?"I nodded. "Mostly." What about... ?"I shrugged. "Two are done. The one is done except for that one section. They've got good starts on the other three."From the corner of my eye I saw Robbie looking questioningly at Tami. "What the hell?"Tami shrugged. "They've had some kind of secret for a couple weeks."I worked hard at not grinning. "So what do you think?" I. I could feel it jump and flex within me as pulses of pleasure coursed your body. I began to squeeze it rhythmically, fighting my body's impulse to expel the invader. Slowly my sphincter relaxed and the burning, tearing pain gave way to a pleasant erotic fullness."Are you okay, Sara?" you asked in an excited whisper, nuzzling the fragrance of my hair. I answered with a clench and an encouraging thrust of my buttocks. The foray into my most forbidden place resumed in earnest as you wormed.