The next morning I woke as the sun came through the window, Tommy was the same, he threw back the covers and got up to head downstairs, as I did he ha... morning wood, normally I would not get up till it subsided but clearly here those rules don't apply. So I got up too and we walked down stairs our hard ons there for all to see, Mrs Johnson was in the kitchen, naked of course, the young girls didn't have much hair but Mrs Johnson had none, she must shave and she looked really hot all smooth. She. She had on black slip-ons and though she looked adorable, she was no longer the sex kitten of a few minutes before. “Is this OK?” she asked, while turning in a full circle for me.“Yes, that is very attractive, and appropriate. You are still a knockout, but now, you don’t look like a slut anymore” I told her. “I can tell you have a bra on. What about the panties?” I asked her.She blushed, slightly, and then lifted her skirt to show me she was wearing a pair of white briefs. I could still see the. “I’ll try...” Andy panted. “ ... Kitty. I’ll... [pant] try.” Andy pumped his cock in and out faster. The extra stimulation was what I needed.“OOooohhh ... GGGGod...” I gasped. “Mmmmoooore ... plllllleeeeasseee...” Andy stroked in and out with short strokes, mashing my clitoris with every hump. Stars exploded in my eyes as my orgasm crashed over me. My vaginal muscles throbbed and gripped at Andy’s cock, begging to be bathed in the boy’s come. I hugged him to me as he pistoned his cock in and. It was bliss, her soft pink hands and my not very fair hands. Am an Indian right, so I am a little brown, but not dark, like dark. :PShe took the laptop bag from my hands and put in on a table, and now my cover was blown. I was looking at her collection with bump in my pant!!! And she noticed it too. So, she was showing me the art standing in front of me, and then suddenly moving back so her ass rubbed against my dick. It was not helping at all. My dick was getting harder and harder. From hard.