I stand at the bottom of a tall staircase. A door to my left and a door to my right. I take the door to my left. As the door opens I can smell the sex... the aroma of hot steamy body’s. The room is completely white, ribbons of white silk and lace everywhere, the floor is covered in pillows and feathers. Bodies entangled together amongst them, men and women everywhere. One particular women catches my eye, her flaming red hair against the white silk sheets. She is surrounded by three men. One. . or sometimes even while walking home if it was a warm day ... and I wouldn’t have a reason to put one on again until leaving the next morning. My mom was happy that I had that confidence, and that I made less laundry! I’d run around the neighborhood, hang out with friends, skateboard, ride my bike, play soccer or basketball at the school sports court in the evenings ... and unless it was cold out, you’d find me with no shirt on probably 80% of the time. And summer vacation? I definitely had. Her mom though was 45 that time she was one hot sex bomb. Voluptuous wheatish tall , fat at the right places, long hair which started to gray near her ears, 2 absolute humongous 40 C boobies, very wide ass. Awww I could bury my face in that ass. She was wearing a green cotton saree with matching blouse and she had tied it a good inch below her navel. Her slight tummy enhanced that round navel and it looked so sexy. She had a very sexy face and her eyes were very sexy and inviting. It oozed sex.. Kate smiled and said, "I can think of lots... "Pop moved into Kate's bedroom with her that night. Peggy and Polly did too, at least for the fun and games. In fact Pop was fucking Polly dog style and Peggy and Kate were enjoying a enthusiastic 69 when the phone rang. Kate slowly reached the phone and answered it. It was Paul on the line and Kate mouthed to the group so they would be quiet. Later Kate shared what Paul had said so they all had the full conversation:"Hi honey, how was your flight?".