" Well, there you go. A love of old buildings and good math skills. Sounds like architect to me." Architect," Ken mused to himself. "My friend, I mean... my Dad, I mean ... my adopted Dad, friend of the family, really..." Ken sighed, trying to figure out how to describe Sandra, "he's an architecture critic in England ... Do you really think I could?"Ken looked up at Tim and somehow their foreheads were touching again."Of course you could," Tim said, softly. "You're smart, you're organized, and. .." Whoa! I thought I made that clear!" Rick corrected. "We DON'T do our OWN mothers! Just each other's! That's kind of a group rule..." Oh! Okay! Still..." Yeah," Rick agreed. "Anyone who stumbles onto the situation will ASSUME we're crossing THAT line -- and it is impossible to prove that we're not ... Mom figures a prosecutor would have a field day and everybody would go to jail, just because some people have extremely dirty minds..." Okay," Teela mused, "THAT's complicated. I agree with. In the last fifteen minutes I had spanked two women and blew my load twice.Kate went back to 'the lineup' as my mother approached me when I gestured for her. I spanked my mother with the belt noticing that my cock was only about half hard. I should have paced myself better. I pushed mom to the floor hoping that her cock sucking abilities would get my prick hard enough to cum. Mother worked her lips and tongue along my shaft doing her best to get it harder. I said to Kate. "Make out with Wendy.". She told me to be seated on chair and she gave me a glass of water to drink.After drinking the water, she told me to take a bath, showed me the way to the bathing room and she told me not to lock the door from inside. I went inside, removed all my clothes and became nude.The water from the shower started to flow on my nude body. I applied soap on my chest and suddenly, she came inside the bathroom just wearing red bra and matching panties. She was looking like a sex bomb. That red bra was.