I still am not if the truth be told”I couldn’t believe what mom was saying to me.“Have you got another film we could watch, or do you want to cl...an up first” she was looking at the cum dripping from my hand and cock. I watched, just like slow motion as she moved her hand towards me, she used the tip of her finger to pick up a globule of cum dripping from my hand and placed it in her mouth. I must have looked shocked, but she just smiled at me with a huge grin.The next film began playing. And it was this, rather than some kind of folksy, hippy-dippy guitar and girl scene we were expecting to find at the Sisterhood Women’s Music Festival. What worried me was that Crystal Passion might not appear either old or new enough to satisfy the festival-goers’ tastes. A feminist audience might be just as bemused and puzzled by Crystal’s dense, ambiguous and elusive lyrics as any other audience. Crystal might have been as passionate in theory as she was in practice with regards to female. ”“You girls need to talk your mom into letting you hang out with us. I’ll kiss your lips and your cheeks – I’ll even kiss your pussy lips and your butt cheeks.”“Would you really? We read a book about that too and we got so excited, we had to hurry out here to the barn and rub our pussies together,” Kylie told me.Skyler asked, “Would you really kiss our Mom’s pussy and her butt?”“I’d love to bend her over to kiss her butt, and suck her pussy too.”“Pull your dick our of Mom’s mouth and shoot cum. "The puzzled look on the ladies faces demonstrated that the magic translator had its limitations, but Steve shook it off and said, "Never mind; suffice it to say we may be able to find a solution."The continued to chat for several more minutes, mostly about trivialities. When Conseula started nudging Theresa's ear with her nose, Steve rose and said, "I think your little flower is getting restless. Maybe you should take her back to your room and see if she needs some attention?"Theresa laughed..