You all have your hands on your knobs and watching us with rapt attention.Behind us we her soft grunts of appreciation and we remember we are being wa...ched!We giggle and smile over at you. You all have your hands on your knobs and watching us with rapt attention." Show us how you stoke your cocks when we're not around"You all start quite gingerly, its funny that your all so shy again!We keep pinching each others nipples and start kissing each other to keep you motivated.My knickers are soaking. She got herself a glass of Vodka with tomato juice. She sat relaxing smoking and sipping her drink. Ludmilla wanted to shower, fix her hair, dress in something bedazzling. Wearing old womens costly clothes were okay like the night before but she'd rather be clad in the sexy clothes of a younger woman like herself.It took her an hour just to clean up and fix her hair. It was long, curly, and chestnut in color. She put on a shiny, waist to feet silk lined skirt. The knit top was long-sleeved but. Monty in turn had got out of bed somewhat tired, before Mary had arisen and could have caught him leaving the flat, he had stolen away and returned to his own room. A timid knock from the bathroom heralded the butler returning his mother, thanking him and sealing away by a circuitous route via back stairs to return to his own quarters to bathe and change into a respectable Butler once again. Muriel stood for her son still naked, as he checked with a finger, that she had fresh seed in her body. "And that was it. Like I said. Weird. Like she was in some sort of emotional daze that only cleared when we were back in the car and nearly home. I thought that would be the end of it and something never to be mentioned again. But I was wrong. The best kind of wrong as it turned out."Hmmm," sighed Mom, bringing me back to the present as I pushed my glistening cock back inside her hot hole, "That feels so nice, dear."My heart was hammering so loudly inside my head that I barely heard what she.