At least that was going better than I thought it would."Fabrics! We need to look at fabrics," Mom said." ... not swatches ... on the bolt." agreed Amb...r.They were dressed in hair-caps and gloves and taken to the basement. The basement was a warren of slicing, dicing and sewing. Mother was pleased, the sewing was all done on site.All the way to the far end of the basement, the fabric room was like a vault.Or so I was told.While the ladies looked at choices, I got to stand on a stool and have my. So you thought Suzy was just giving it up for Dad and why not get some sloppy seconds? You never thought for a moment?" N-no. I didn't ever think it was you." He sat on the bed next to her. "You know I always wanted to, with you. But not like that." She softened just a bit. Put her hand on his arm. Started sobbing again."Josh, what am I gonna do?" I don't know. You're the smart one. You always had an idea, a plan." I wanted my first time to be special. With the perfect guy in a special place.. She’d take her to a point and then pull back. It amused her to do this and also aroused her to command her daughter’s body so. She got down on her knees and position herself between her open legs and leaning forward took her pussy into her mouth. Connie was caught off guard by the sudden warmth of her mother’s tongue on her pussy. It was not rough but not smooth either a sweet texture that delighted her senses. She gripped the bed and pushed her mound up into her mother’s mouth. Her mother. “Thank you for carrying the table. I could have gotten that.”“No, no, I insist.” Their voices were drawing closer to the bedroom. Where could I hide? Under the bed? No, I wanted to be able to see them. His closet? The louvered doors were perfect: I could peer through the slats. I snuck in and closed the door behind me, standing between a pair of cargo pants and a Majora’s Mask t-shirt. With my face against the door, I had an excellent view of the room.A moment later, the two of them walked in,.