Julie called for attention. ‘We thought it would be rather fun, since we’re to be imprisoned together for rather longer than we expected, to have ... story-telling week-end. It’s not absolutely imperative for you to tell a story, and nobody expects you all to be a Chaucer. This is hardly Canterbury Tales, but if you can join in the spirit of the thing, don’t feel embarrassed. But of course, if you do tell a story, it is expected to be on the sexy side. In fact the sexier the better. And if the. Mom took me by my hand and led me to OUR room. When we started getting undressed my Mom leaned over and kissed me softly and said that she was in love with me.We got naked and she laid down on the bed, she reached into her nightstand and pulled out a skunky smelling joint and fired it up, as we lay there smoking and talking she repositioned herself so that her gorgeous toes were now playing with my cock, she pulled her right foot up to her lips and got it wet while she shoved her toes on the. My cock got rock hard as it pressed against her legs and pussy. Dawn moaned softly and said “fuck me, don’t worry about a condom, I want to feel your warm cum deep in my pussy.” I saw that she had some lube on the nightstand and I got it and applied a small amount to my fingers to lube her pussy. Dawn moaned softly and I sucked on her nipples and fingered her pussy with special attention to her small clitoris. Dawn then whispered into my ear “ it’s been months since I have had a man, let me see. Nodding her head, unable to speak, Rose felt a tingle of anticipation build inside her."I didn't hear you," he whispered in her ear, biting down on the lobe and tugging slightly."You know I do," she muttered as his hands drew little circles on her upper thighs, destroying her concentration."And you'd tell me if I did anything you didn't like?" He questioned."You know I would." Then stand up," he said softly, "and close your eyes."With her eyes closed, all Rose could see was the red of the sun.