Standing dead centre with her nose almost touching the glass is her mother. She is dressed from head to foot in shooting tweed. Her mouth drops open ...s her eyes are fixed on our perspiring bodies. I don’t stop screwing my wife as I consider not telling her that her mother has a ringside seat. Jo’s grunts indicate another impending orgasm as I decide, “Jo your mother’s watching us from the window.” My dick loses friction as my wife’s pussy floods. “Let’s show her what she’s missing,” she says. He could hear Her breathing coming in short ragged gasps, like his had only moments before. Then he watched, mesmerized as Her fingers slid up and down Her slit, dipping into Her Tunnel and then swirling around Her bud, something he knew existed but had never seen. In a few moments Her hips began to buck and She exploded, like he had, only it seemed deeper and more complete than his. He gasped and Her eyes met his. He could feel his Manhood stirring again at the amazing view and her wanton. I said no thanks, as I was pretty well finished the heavy work and was working on the finishing touches. The house turned out beautiful, and my real estate agent told me that she could get me double what I had paid for it if I decided to sell. July came and I was on the patio quite a lot and I saw Destiny out in the yard quite a lot as she spent a lot of time tanning and working in the yard. We talked a few times, and I noticed that there was a sorrow in her eyes, but I stayed out of it. A good. (Don't women know men can see their panties through their white shorts?)Her daughter Rachel was an innocent but physically developing beauty of 14 who was so sheltered she wasn't even allowed to date yet. Like her mother, she also had dark brown hair but wore it in a youthful pageboy cut. In addition to her gray schoolgirl skirt, she wore a white blouse with buttons down the front, navy blue knee-high socks and brown penny loafers. She was an athletic girl who was on both the soccer and.