I bunched the stray hairs that had fallen on her cheek and pushed them behind her wet ear. “You look so beautiful mom,” I said and kissed her chee....Mom immediately lets go of her clothes and fell on my shoulders. “Gosh, you are such a romantic!” she gushed. I held mom’s bare back and snuggled closer to her. My dick was extremely hard and was pressing against mom’s pussy. I started gently kissing mom’s wet neck and licking the beads of bathwater. I lowered my hand below her waist until it. Grasping her right wrist he held it against her pillow, placing a restraint, around it with his other hand. Then repeated with her left wrist. The restraints attached to ropes she'd placed under the mattress months ago, ropes that her boyfriend had initially been shocked by then forgotten clean about. She now laid, wrists held firmly by soft cuffs above her head, this mystery figure sat across her waist. Covers just brushing the underside of her polka dotted dressed tits. She felt him surveying. We sat and talked a little as I scanned her beautiful curves when she would occasionally get up to do something or get me something to drink. She asked me what movie did I want watch and she mentioned Pirates of the Caribbean, I said sure. She got up and popped the movie in, looked back while she was doing in and caught me mesmerized, lost, eyes locked on that Phat White Ass! I looked in her eyes hoping I didn't mess up but she gave me a smile in return. She came back to the couch and sat next. Her mind was giving up the fight to hold back, to hide away from the one person who wanted her as much as she wanted her. It was becoming too much to just keep denying that her sister Naomi was too young for this, and she was a pervert for wanting her this way. Naomi felt the sting of cool air hit her kiss-swollen lips as Sara pushed away from her. Hardly registering what was happening, Naomis hand flew up to her mouth as her fingertips touched her soft red lips. She was confused, wanting to.