Thinking about those glorious, graphic, obscene images of Meagan caused Peter's hard on to progress from uncomfortable to decidedly uncomfortable."Yea..., I guess you're right. Mom's recent paintings make that first one seem positively tame by comparison. Still, I never expected her to show it to anyone but me. I was still so new to posing at the time. I would have probably never posed again if I had known you had seen it before school let out of session." But after a month and a half of posing. Next she grabbed my head and pulled me into her big glass shower. She turned on the hot water. She walked out to inspect her bald pussy in her big mirror. The hot water was hitting my face. I was sitting down looking at her. She turned to walk into the shower. She quickly removed her wet bra. She placed the big wet cups on my head. She looked down. She squatted down in front of me. She started to bash her big breast on my face, and head. I kept trying to suck her big fat nipples. She laughed as. I looked at her and she she looked at me, then we both leaned forward and kissed. Like lovers kiss. Passionate and open mouthed, holding her close, my hard cock pressed against hers and in the slippery, soapy water, moved rhythmically against each other. Her big, firm breasts pressed against my chest, we continued to kiss.I ran my hand down her tight belly and held her big, hard cock with one and while the other held her perfect, little ass. We kissed as I stroked her.I heard her soft moans in. We’ll see Bob. Give Nancy our regards.” I said, while continuing to ride up and down on Jim’s wonderful penis.“I may not mention that I ran into you two to Nancy.” Bob said as he opened the front door.“Good night, Bob.” I said as he walked out.I then focused my full attention on Jim. My emotional released earlier had left me in an unusually needy and vulnerable mood. I wanted to cum with my husband, and even more, I wanted him to cum inside me.I could feel his cock rubbing against the front.