I felt his teeth clasp it and his tongue jabbing at the nipple. I reached down with my hands in to their laps. I could feel two hard cocks as I rubbed...the front of their trousers. John's seemed the biggest, while Peter's felt very long and thin.Peter pulled his hand away from my breast. I decided I needed to see these cocks. I leant forward and over to Peter's lap. My fingers fumbled with his trouser zip but soon I was tugging it down. I slipped my hand in and got hold of his cock still hidden. Get and change in your nightdress. Keep them for the marriage.Me: No, mom, I’m comfortable.Nancy: What’s wrong with you?She took my bag and searched for my nightdress.Nancy: Honey, why you are not carrying any of your nightdresses?Me: Mom actually, I don’t carry them with me. Because, as I don’t share my room with anyone for 8 years I am habituated to sleep naked. I don’t know that we were sharing this room here. But I’m ok. I can sleep in my dress.Nancy: Honey! Are you serious? Oh my god! You. . we had been happy for the last year and a half. That changed after Annie was accepted for a two year Ophthalmic Plastic and Reconstructive Surgery fellowship at the MD Anderson Cancer Center. The center was at the University of Texas in Austin—known to every Texan (and to those wannabe Texans living in Oklahoma, who fervently wished they were from Texas) as UT. The cancer center was a huge place with thousands of employees.Living in Austin changed us—in retrospect, mostly in ways that weren't. Kristen couldn't get a good look at the woman pleasuring her mother but Kristen could see the expression of pure-unadulterated pleasure on her mother's face, and with the loud, strong moans of "Ohhhhs" and "Ahhhs" coming from her mother, Kristen knew that this was the happiest her mother had been in a long time. It was a shock to see her mother in such an erotic scene, but she was happy to see that her mother had found something pleasureable and enjoyable in her life. Kristen didn't want to.