“Turn over, honey, and I’ll rub your back. You always used to like that, remember?”Yes, I loved having my back rubbed. Mom hadn’t done it in a...out three years, though. So, with the recent sex we’d had, it was hard to not be suspicious. On the other hand… back rub!I turned over on the bed and felt mom’s hands begin to stroke my shoulders through the pajama top. She just used her fingertips, very light, long motions that went all the way down my arms and back up again. It felt just the other side. It made me feel dirty when he just pulled my clothing aside and it didn’t come all the way off. He was teasing me and was doing a fucking awesome job. He still wouldn’t stick his cock in my dripping wet cunt but he did start to use his tongue. Thank God because I was ready to explode.“Oh yeah!” I cried. “Fuck yeah!” Then he stopped and just stared up at me beaming with wicked smile that said, ‘you want to be teased? I’ll tease you!’“Nooooo, nooo, don’t stop,” I literally whimpered. “I want to. She opened her robe, then let it slide slowly down over her shoulders and arms and whisper to the floor. Dennis reached for her. ‘Please!!! Oh, God, Lois, I want you more than I ever did!’ he groaned. Lois stepped back, just out of his reach. Smiling down at him, she slid one of the thin straps of her negligee down over one shapely shoulder. Then, slowly, she moved her hand to the other one. Clinging to her curves all the way, the filmy negligee slithered down her body. Dennis watched Lois,. . Assuming you're still alive."Glaring at Kathy, who was wearing the lovely dress from the night before, Ali demanded, "Do you have a pair of jeans and a work shirt here at the office?" Kathy nodded. "A pair of moccasins?" Again a nod. "Okay. You have five minutes to change. A car will be downstairs to meet you then. Don't talk to the driver, He knows nothing."Just then there was another soft knock on the door. Judy came in looking terribly frightened. She said, "Mrs. Clifford, as you.