My heart was beating hard again - I liked it.Finally, Gary responded, "I like it too mom."We shared a smile and a look before he openly let his eyes d...ift down to that single exposed breast and its hard nipple.We ate silently until both of our plates were empty.Out of the blue, "Is your body responding right now mother?" I should have seen the question coming.I simply nodded nervously in response.Gary was persistent though, "Please tell me mom?" He looked anxious and intensely interested at the. For the last hour the girls had been running around upstairs doing whatever last minute things girls do. Finally at 6PM I heard a couple of squeals that were either from them or a family of squirrels that had got in the house. The sound of several feet coming down the stairs and stopping at the door told me their friends had arrived. I peeked out the drapes and got a couple of surprises. I knew three of the girls. They had been friends with my girls for years. The fourth was a stranger to me. Being nineteen years old in Arizona, many girls were interested in me, but I turned them all down because I was depressed. Why? I guess it was because I just felt they werent the one for me. I had this ideal soul-mate inside my head, and then later learned that there was no such thing as the perfect woman. I believe what caused this was me playing too much video games, and thinking everything was a fairytale. Princess Peach was a kind woman that loved to take walks at the fireworks, play a game. Jasmine had serviced her when she was a hooker. Jasmine was butt-naked under her tight short skirt. The action in the stall had made her horny. “Do you want to play ?”, said the lady, putting her hand squarely on Jasmine’s mound through her skirt. The two women walked into a stall as another couple entered the room. As soon as they entered the stall, the two lesbians wiggled their ass as they raised their tight skirt which stayed up as the clothing pressed against their thighs. Jasmine leaned.