We cuddled together and I felt her chest actually moving every time she inhaled and exhaled. As the ten minute mark came, my head lifted off her breas...s. My smiling face looked right at her as it saw an identical smiling face with unopened lips. "How was your first lesbian experience, Ashley?" "I loved it," I said, just before I left a kiss imprint on her forehead. "Me too," she confessed. Our cuddle session continued as no words were spoken. After an hour of cuddling we had breached the three. My sisters did in fact keep it nicely shaped and since they now worked at a hairdressing salon, Mum was happy to let them. They seemed to love to wash it two or three times a week, add conditioner to thicken it out and occasionally I let them put in a roller or two to turn the ends under - just a bit. It was a light brown colour that, against my heavily tanned complexion, looked absolutely terrific they said, and I believed they were sincere. After some 18 months I wore it dressed over my ears,. I finally invested $40,000 of it in my retirement account and decided to have fun with the rest. But how? My name is Bud. I am a 58 your old horny, divorced white male. For years now I have had a fantasy that I decided to see if I could make come true while I am still man enough to enjoy it. The fantasy is to have sex with three women from three generations of the same family at the same time. I put an ad in the largest swingers on-line web site that said that I was looking to have sex. .”Nod.“ ... but you secretly wish that she was included as well.”Nod.“You want your mother to be your brother’s sex slave.”Nod.“Say it.”“I want my mother to be my brother’s sex slave.”Session B50:“Marcie? Marcie, can you hear me?”I hadn’t managed to catch her driving away, but I was so worked up that I’d decided it was worth the hike over to Marcie’s house. Sure, I could have waited for Lucy to get home, but I had a willing fucktoy waiting ... no, begging for me to take her.And it wasn’t like.