”“Oh you don’t want me washing anything else?” As she grabbed his cock and started to lather it up. She could certainly raise the dead as his... cock jumped and started to get hard.“Oh god woman you will be the death of me yet”, and he grabbed her and pulled her to him kissing her with hot passionate kiss. His hands found her ass and squeezed her cheeks and lifted her up. Her legs went around his waist and his now fully hard cock found her waiting pussy. The stiff shaft easily slipped into her. As I sit here reminiscing about my erotic odyssey, a flood of memories is charging to the forefront of consciousness. While I don't wish to drift too far from the focus of this narrative - the erotic dynamics of exhibitionism and nudity in my everyday home life and the influence of same by and on my mother and my girlfriend, I would like to share at least one peripheral memory with you. I do so because it underscores the fact that the impulses that manifested themselves in my main story were. He as staring at my little titties. I smiled up at him, just beaming in delight, as Mom and Dusk’s heads went lower. Their hair brushed my inner thighs. Then I gasped as their lips kissed into the sides of my pussy. They licked around me, caressing through my pubic hair.These wicked sensations rushed through me. I whimpered and my legs opened wider. I trembled as this amazing pleasure swept out of my cunny. This was so much better than touching myself. I groaned, my body trembling.“Daddy!” I. Playfully Nichole secures my right hand to a ladder rung. I playfully complain but that doesn’t prevent my other hand being secured.She can now oil me without any fear of m*****ation. She kneels and oils my thighs etc. Moments later I wonder if I have fallen into her trap when I stupidly thrust my hips forward displaying my bulging dick. “Bad boy” she exclaims and produces another piece of rope. My waist is now firmly pull tight against the ladder stopping any movement from my hips. My speedos.