I watched her ass wiggle in her tight-jeans. The cab driver's shout broke my reverie. I felt guilty. Dad dragged Mother towards the cab. He signaled m... to get in the cab. He pushed Mother in after me tears streaming down his face. He ordered the driver to take off as he slammed the door.Mother clutched me and sobbed. The driver glanced back suspicious in the rear-view mirror. After a bit Mother calmed down and dabbed at her eyes with the shirt-sleeves of her sweatshirt. Black dots from her tear. .and then Halloween occurred. Every Halloween my parents got dressed up as a sweet couple and went to some big party. Every year you could see their excitement for the big day. Mom's creative juices always came alive for Halloween too. She always designed and made the costumes, often starting months in advance. I can't recall all the outfits but do remember a few: Bonnie and Clyde with Mom dressed as a very hot flapper girl (Mom looked stunning in fishnets and the cute bob haircut), Fred and. . She took it in her mouth and sucked it hard. Going up and down, tongue against the shaft, while he's moaning and precum is already flowing out the head. As he thrusts his big cock in her mouth, one of the friends older brother (Nate) walks in on them and is completely startled and Bryce takes his cock out of her mouth and they all have a staring contest. Nate then says "really? On my couch? " And Bryce apologizes and she asks "if you want... You can get some too" Nate immediately agrees and. It’s been a pretty good ‘Wifetime’, which is my and Ange’s naughty nickname for a weekend. Spent the day shopping in our favourite boutiques. The ones with all the wicked clothes. Ange is my ideal shopping buddy. She always pushes me to buy the more outrageous items, the ones that are cut low, revealing the curve of my breast, sometimes barely avoiding my nipples popping out. Skirts so short, I’m forced to wear knickers to avoid everyone seeing my bare bottom (not always though – oops)..