The doctor said that as long as they didn't hang from the chandeliers it would be fine.Donna hadn't worn her sexiest sleepwear Monday, but she had mad... a point of checking on Steve wearing her normal nightgowns without a robe. Steve had shown no interest at all and Donna had hoped that it just meant he wasn't feeling horny yet.Wadding up the underwear and brushing back tears before they could fall, Donna straightened her shoulders and decided that she couldn't put of "the talk" any longer. She. I turned to face the dark and curly hair, giving her better access to the object of her affection.My hands slid up to her upturned breasts and I began lightly squeezing her hard nipples. She looked up into my eyes and asked if she could put my hard dick back in her pussy one more time. Not wanting to disappoint the lady, I turned her toward the bed and she bent over, putting her hands on each side of the soft and blonde hair women who was still laying flat on the bed.I then stepped toward the. I bent my neck, and kissed her plump little Asian butt cheeks, enjoying the contrast of her smooth softness against my rough, unshaven face. Kisses turned to licks, and licks to playful bites. My tongue ventured out and ran up the length of her ass crack. It tasted good, and I was getting excited. The second time my tongue slid its way along the crack of Dinda’s ass, I took my time, savouring the unfamiliar taste and texture.Dinda’s butt crack was as clean and smooth as every other part of her. My dick wanted to explode out of its skin!When Yazi knelt, I moved that free hand to explore mom’s bush cautiously. It felt so silky and lush, not at all like my own pre-shaven pubes. Mom spread her legs wordlessly and I explored her firm, still hidden clit. The way I teased it, pulled its hood back without touching it, made mom gasp, “This isn’t your first time in a woman’s secret garden, I see.” My only answer was to trace her fattening labia, roll the outer ones away and trace her inner, wet.