I unsnapped her shorts and pulled them and her panties off. Much to my delight, she had grown a nice beautiful full bush for me. I stood there admirin... how full her pussy hair was and commented on how soaked she was. Her lips were swollen with excitement and begging for attention. I pushed her legs wider with both hands as her breathing became very hard. Moans and grunts poured across her trembling lips as her body began to move spontaneously. Her juices puddled on the counter top under her.. ’ Jenny pushed a pair of fingers into herself and sighed. ‘But… you showed me a side of myself I didn’t know existed. Something that would have repulsed me, but — doesn’t, anymore.’ Had I really done that? ‘Jenny…’ I hesitated, unsure what to say. ‘I love being a slut,’ she repeated, and I felt my body heat in unconscious agreement. ‘It makes me hot when people look at me that way, when they want to fuck me.’ Jenny moistened her lips, staring at the increasingly prominent bulge in Larry’s. Was I finally going to catch hell for all those peeks? What was going to happen? I hate this kind of anticipation.My mother walk in wearing the big towel... still on her head. The one I had brought was tied around her chest, but the knot was just below her lovely cleavage. The inadequate clothes edges gaped to show her navel and the bottom hem was higher that the neatly groomed brown bush that ascended from the aperture between my mother's legs! She wore it and it covered nothing! It occurred. He sat up to facilitate the unhindered undoing of his jeans. It brought to light his semi-erect cock. I clasped him with my palm and a controlled slow up and down movement.The fact that I was stroking my son’s cock on the open road in a moving car fuelled my excitement. I started to feel hungry for his cock.“Oh, Sonali,” he groaned “ How an I ever explain how good your hand feels on my cock. Where did you learn that slow circular motion?”“Come on, son, as if I am an underage schoolgirl who has.