No matter how many times I saw them, every time was like the first time. I was always stopped by their beauty. The compound curves and the fullness co...pled with those lovely light brown free standing nipples was a joy forever. Mom stood still as I moved my hands away and took her shirt with me; mom stood tall knowing she had the best tits in this room! "OK Frank it's your turn, time to display your mother just as I've displayed mine."And just as I expected, here came the trouble, Fran's whole. As his hand slid sensually downward over the front of my hip, I felt a tingle of excitement. I wanted more, and he was starting to let me have it. He let his hand slip inside my black lace panties and slowly make its way toward my yearning pussy as I spread my legs a little. He slipped two fingers down further still, one stroking each of my lips. I shuddered with pleasure, trying to restrain myself from cumming. He stroked them a couple of times, teasing me, and inadvertently brushed a finger. I was stunned. And it absolutely DID NOT matter what might or might not be in her panties. I turned to Mark and just said "Gaaawd man! She is amazing!" Platform heels, accentuating her beautiful calves and thighs. Tan and shiny from lotion or oil. Short, black, very low cut, sleeveless dress with a zipper all the way down the front, which she was slowly pulling down.The strip tease has always been my favorite. If a stripper comes out already in lingerie, it really doesn't arouse me as much as. When she finally finished securing Gwen she turned to look at me.“Nice and secure,” I asked. She nodded and I pointed to the floor just in front of my chair. “Come and kneel there,” I told her. Dutifully and almost eagerly she did so.“You have done well, my dear and now it is time for your reward,” and I smiled kindly down at her and her face lit up with anticipation. I briefly turned to Gwen hanging from the wall. “Pay attention, bitch. I want you to watch what good girls get so you might.