She said she has plently of moles on many parts. I asked her where all but she said that all she cant say.I asked her why and she replied its on priva...e parts and thats why. I told her I havent seen any private parts of any lady till now and so please show me. I told her that since only we too are here nobody is going to know about it and there is nothing to be scared like somebody..might drop in. I promised here I would keep this a top secret. Then she agreed with a statement (I shouldnt. Johnson must disrobe or end the game." End the game by disrobing," laughed George. "Life is full of irony."Without another word, the groggy Mrs. Ingrid Johnson staggered up out of her seat, smiled at the camera, and began to remove her clothes."It's ok, JJ. Fuck 'em. I don't give a shit what they see," she slurred.Everyone sat transfixed as Ingrid unbuttoned her little dress and pulled it over her head. She seemed so diminutive, yet underneath her shirt she wore a massive bra. She fumbled for a. “Fuck me harder!” Hayden moaned at me, playfully rubbing my balls as they bounced off of her hot young body. “You want it harder Hayden?” I asked as I grabbed her soft, smooth hips, starting to pound my cock into her, hard and fast. “Fuck! Fuck Yes! Fuck me!” Hayden yelled out as I kept pumping my big dick into her, letting it slide in and out of her warm, wet cunt. I could feel cum starting to build in my heavy balls, shaking my head, I grunted out a sentence. “I’m gonna cum Hayden!” I quickly. “Well! This is a wonderful greeting!” I exclaimed softly as I kissed her on the back of the neck as she stood at the counter mixing another batch of cookie dough.“Ohhhh!” she squealed as she tilted her head backward. “Don’t do that or I’ll not finish these!”I told her that I’d change my clothes and help her out as I walked quickly to the bedroom. Changing into a pair of sweatpants and a ’T’, I hastily returned to the kitchen.A few hours later, all the cookies were baked, cooling on rack after.