Patricia had started to rub on her pussy again, pressing against her pussy lips with her fingers through her denim jeans Andy walked over to the washi...g line and hung his trunks on it. He turned and saw his mother standing in the doorway watching him.Patricia stopped fondling her pussy and dropped her hand to her side, she diverted her eyes away from her son's body and towards the ground, she started to panic, Andy had obviously seen her watching him, what would he say?Andy walked towards the. I lived there with my husband Ted, like Jan's husband an Air Force NCO. We were assigned the apartment with little regard or choice of neighbors. Fortunately, I got real lucky. Jan was not really French, but a native of Belgium. She spoke French, Flemish and very poor English, but very cute and charming as a French accent can be. Since most Europeans are multi-lingual, Jan and I communicated mostly in English but with a lot of French and German too. Bob did little to correct her English because. Tongue's began to massage each other while hands began to explore each others body. Sally whispered in Jack’s ear complementing him on the size of his member which was already as hard as stone. Jack stared into Sally’s eyes and she gave him the nod which let him know. He quickly pulled Sally’s top over her head, leaving her in her bra. Sally reciprocated and pulled Jack’s shirt over his head, now was not a time for careful unbuttoning. Mouths still locked Jack took of her bra with one hand, all. Wanda and Sandra knew what he was doing and smiled at each other as they silently planned their evening. Glen would definitely be ready for sex by the time the kids went to bed.Mothers slowly collected themselves and thanked Glen for his creative ideas on entertaining the kids. They moved over to the benches and watched the kids play. The standard topics of conversation raged at the benches. Mothers discussed the kids, their problems, and worries about the future.Glen watched as the twins.