With patience and understanding, she guided to her ultimate pleasure even as I experienced mine for the first time.Lying here with her body against mi...e, sated and relaxed, I felt as I hadn't in a long time. I wanted to believe that it was simply the female stereotype of the body and emotion being connected to whomever they have sex with, and mistaking it for love. However, despite my rationalizations, there had been a connection made, it did feel strong and emotional. Real. I wasn't sure what. Susan seemed to enjoy exposing herself to us, and we both enjoyed the show.Her husband, Dan, nibbled on her firm buttocks, which elicited soft moans and the occasional yelp. He continually moved, circling across the top and then down toward the inner thighs. As Dan reached Susan's soft inner thigh just below her pussy, she raised a leg and placed it on our bed. That move gave him uninhibited access to whatever he wanted to nibble. Dan took full advantage and moved onto his back and. I looked up at mom, who was wearing a loose fitting shirt and tight fitting shorts and I felt my cock twitch. I couldn't help the thoughts that I wasn't looking at my mother, but rather a very attractive woman, a woman who just a few hours ago was fantasizing I was eating her pussy. Weird and crazy thoughts ran though my mind as I stared at the tight blue shorts and could almost see the puffy mound of her cunt protruding through. My thoughts were interrupted when mom sat at the table across. ”“Nice! I’m not, by the way, giving you license to go crazy. Just a chance to sort out and end those relationships in the way you think best. If you want to, that is.”“That’s why I articulated the exact things I felt you were thinking about. Well, minus the silly fantasy.”Angie laughed, “Oh, it’s not silly at all! They’d go for it. But it would mean you decided you didn’t want to be with me.”“Fair enough. The clarity is refreshing.”It was, especially given what had happened with Nancy, but also.