" She's still my baby," she muttered into his ear. "I'm uncomfortable enough with her just lying naked next to me."In response, Samantha hugged her mo...her spoon-like, her tiny breasts digging into the older woman's back. It wasn't uncomfortable physically, but it was emotionally. Monica found herself being forcibly reminded by those soft A-cup breasts that the little girl who she'd brought into the world, whose diapers she'd changed, whose meals she had cooked, who she'd played road hockey with. "I was just telling Gavin and Henry what our matching tattoos mean,"mommy said to me with her familiar naughty smile. "We've been talking foran hour while you were asleep and they still can't believe we are twohigh class prostitutes." You told them what?" I asked, with my mouth agape and a look ofastonishment in my eyes. "We are both old enough to be their mothers; youcan't talk like that with boys that are that young. I thought we werejust going to have a quiet day at the beach and pretend we. The answer to my question was a kiss unlike any I had ever had, one both urgent and tender. Your body slid atop mine, my legs parted and my hips adjusted to feeling the sweet weight of you above me. And then you entered me, the head of your desire parting me so slowly, so carefully. You seated yourself deeply inside my body while looking me in the eye, and I thought, ‘I am made for this. We are made for this.’ I saw the moonlight dripping through the window, spilling across your back and over. No bra, my nipples are erect. I need them to be licked.Three of my sexual fetishes are being licked, my ass and my cunt, hung men and extra people watching me having sex. Right now I have the opportunity to have all of those fetishes simultaneously. My man is away and I want it, really want it. A sexy woman to lick my cunt while I blow a hung man with another hung man watching.I love playing the vamp. I want to flaunt my ass for the men. I want them to worship it. And they do after I drop my.