“Please Laura;” Aunt Rose said with a bit of sternness in her voice, “We have so much to do before we go out to dinner.” As she said that she...moved the panty from side to side letting it shimmer seductively in the light and opened it inviting me to step into the feminine garment. I had no idea what lie ahead for me, as I have mentioned, my mother is the only female in the house and at my age had not yet started snooping around for sexual things.I lifted my foot and stepped into the cool nylon. The typical "schoolteacher" look stereotyped in all the current television programs. This was a new to me Ms. Baker. She was wearing a Boston baseball cap with her long blonde ponytail flowing from under it. Tight jeans and a loose fitting flannel shirt ideal for yard work this time of the year.After she put the leaves in a large paper bag she walked towards me. Even though her shirt was loose I could see she didn't have a bra on. Her breasts were moving as she walked making the front of her. They continued to make small talk and Dave refilled drinks twice more, he could tell that all three were loosening up some. Then Kimberly blurted out, “Elli says that you have one hell of a stonker.” Again Dave was confused at what was supposed to be English. “She means that I said you have a huge willy,” Elli translated. Dave understood willy.“Ahh thanks,” Dave then added without thinking, “you want to see.” Oh hell he just did not ask these women if they wanted to see his dick. Damn it must. I smiled. This woman was about to experience something truly amazing and she knew it was something the two of them, mother and daughter, would have the experience in common and something they would always be able to share.I came to my knees in front of her. Her eyes weren’t watching me, though, they were focused on Bo who had been patiently waiting for me. Her mouth opened as if to say something and her eyes were large, staring at the size of his cock already outside of the sheath. Whatever.