Rick reached out one hand and began to caress her, starting with her arm, her shoulder, then quickly dropping his hand to one of her strangled breasts... cupping it, squeezing the hard globe, rubbing her swollen, bulging, black nipple."Don't, Rick," Laura murmured, trying to draw his hand away."What do you mean, don't? Look at her. She's dying to be fucked. And weren't you the one who told me how exciting three would be?"Laura swallowed and nodded. By the second she was growing more aroused.. I was happy.One night after dinner we were watching the TV, I move close to her and kept my hand on her leg. She did not take my hand from her leg. I looked at her and her looking at me and smiled. I kept my hand there only n moved more close to her n sit in such a way that our legs touches. She stay as it is n did not move or said anything to me. I than took my hand on her shoulder and watch the TV for some time. I left for my room for sleep n said good night mom. She said good night dear. I. She came dressed and ready to fuck. She was wearing tall black leather boots, a heavy white skirt, a black v-neck sweater, her hair was pulled back in a tight pony and she had her thick black frame glasses on that drive me crazy. She looked super-hot. I kissed her on the cheek and said, “C’mon in.” I showed her around briefly but neither of us were interested in that, we were there to fuck. There was no denying that. I walked her into the first floor apartment and into the back bedroom. We. Then things got out of hand”“That’s OK Trina, I know exactly where you’re coming from. I allowed one of our conversation to go too far, and you saw the results. Looking back, it may not have been the wisest thing I’ve done, but it sure felt good at the time. Candy got out of bed and walked behind her mother, throwing her arms around her. “I’m sorry, mom. I really didn’t mean to get you guys upset. It’s just that I was curious and you both have always been open and honest with me. Besides,” she.