"Time to get up, baby," she said, "we have things to do."I had dozed off in the living room chair."What time is it?" I asked."Time to go shopping," sh... called from the hallway, "go shower and put on the clothes I put out for you."I showered and put on the clothes. Black dress pants, socks, and a casual button-up dress shirt. I looked in the mirror. Pretty good, I thought. I dabbed on some aftershave, brushed my hair, and headed up the stairs. Where were we going that we needed to dress up?Mom. It was comfort. It was privacy. She felt as though she could be so much more when she doesn't have to be seen.Charlotte isn't always what she appears to be... not even close."Now, I am comfortable. " from out of the darkness a voice was heard. Not the timid familiar voice that was supposd to be sweet and innocent."Lace, could you help me with something please? I don't want to ask twice." Charlotte leaned into her friends ear and whispered, leaving a light almost tickle like kiss, just under. She fell to her back and opened herself wider as he hooked her legs over his arms. Her hands grabbed his wrists, her fingernails digging into his flesh as he began to pound into her. Her breasts jiggled with each thrust and her hips began to lift to meet him. Her tongue licked across her top lip as looked into his eyes. “God, Lily, you are so fucking hot.” She smiled and licked her lips again, teasing him with the tip of her pink tongue. He pushed his cock in faster, the sound of skin slapping. Well, I bought a new pair of trunks that were at least one size too large in the hopes it would do the trick. So far it was working, I didn't see any eyes bugging out. Darlene's mom, Marie, is one very pretty lady with almost the same build as Darlene. I reached over and teased Darlene saying that there wasn't one decent sized tit between the two of them. She gave me a huge punch on the arm and she wasn't k**ding. We hung around for another hour before saying our adieu's to the gang we had.