MMMMMM." I nibble at her lips, touch them with the tip of my tongue, suck on hers as it found its way into my mouth. She desperately wants my hands on...her . . . touching her everywhere . . . but the only contact between us is at our mouths. She was so lost in the kiss that the first sensation of touch on her legs caused her to gasp. " OH!" For a moment, she was confused. The touch had been at her ankles. Could I reach that far from where I was kissing her? In a moment of near panic, she. Make yourself cum now, show us how you do it! ...You're such a hot little slut with all that cum on you!"We watched as Angie's masturbation became more frenzied, and she slid down to lay on the floor in front of us while she rubbed her clit and finger fucked herself. I was still standing over her, my legs leaning against the bed to steady myself with Tricia kneeling on the bed next to me and one arm wrapped around my back. Watching Angie writhing in ecstacy as she played with herself inspired. "You should get some sun." He left me sitting on the couch. The TV was on 'mute'. I watched it for a little longer. I heard the front door let Rodney out. Mother walked into the living room a little while after he left. She looked a fright.In my wild imaginations during my fever, my mind had exaggerated her appearance. Mom was good looking, but no model. She was a little chubby and slightly taller than me. Her hair was undone, and bags held her eyes for ransom. Something about her eyes struck. She would often realize how much she needed her sexual needs to be met, how often she wanted him to make love to her, and then when she found Tom's erotic stories, she was overwhelmed at the scenarios he wrote and described. April had sat at her computer, feeling herself getting very wet and her nipples hard and aroused as she saw how Amy met a man at work and ended up letting him seduce and fuck her."I wish that could happen to me," April thought as she sat there with the story on her computer.