My thigh once again made contact with the inside of Mom’s and continued pressing until my leg was stopped by the juncture of hers.“Ohhhhhhh,” Mo... purred.A warm, damp bristly mat impinged on the soft flesh just above my knee. She wasn’t wearing panties. She was completely naked under that robe.I put my hands gently on the top of Mom’s head and stroked the hair down the sides of her face, pushing it back. Slowly, Mom’s face turned up toward me but stopped when she was looking directly ahead, at. I pressed her, but she said she couldn't explain. "Just don't say anything about it, okay?" I told her I wouldn't."Can we do it again?" I asked. She smiled then. She just stood up and walked over next to my chair. She kissed the top of my head. She took my hand and we went into the bathroom.Sam turned on the shower and while it was warming up she took off her shirt and panties. I saw that she had hair on her crotch while mine was still bald. Then she pulled my underwear off and led me into the. “It’s accepted that it’s normal to drool over Hanover; I’d hate to miss my weekly fix.” She picked up the TV Guide. “I’ve watched this episode, it’s a repeat from the first series, although I’m happy to see it over. Move across.”I sat upright to vacate space beside me. “He’s gorgeous.”“And he knows it,” she sneered. “He’s the most arrogant man I’ve ever met.”“You’ve met him?”“On occasions, yes. He’s good to look at, however conversing is hopeless. If Hanover isn’t allowed to talk about himself,. She stood in front of the long mirror on the bathroom door looking at her nearly perfect naked body, long red hair, green eyes, big boobs, long legs, no wonder the men all look at you like that she laughed to herself.As she washed away the days stress in the shower she began to relax as the water cascaded over her hot body bouncing off her large boobs her perfect ass.She got a little excited washing her boobs and placing a soapy finger in her pussy letting her thoughts drift to a hot guy in her.