I felt his presence hovering over me, and then heard him lower himself onto the floor. Was he kneeling in front of me? My pussy now felt like it was o...n fire, and I felt like my body was screaming in agony to pull him closer to me. But I didn't want to ruin this. I stayed still.I felt his hand on my cheek. He traced it down to my breasts and pulled my shirt down, revealing my red lacy bra. I heard him let out what can only be described as a primal sound. He pressed his face to my breasts and. . . let me in!, . . . I’ve seen it all before! . . . I bathed you enough times when you were a kid!” mom said, whilst still groaning.A few seconds later, the door shuddered again and the handle rattled as mom relentlessly tried to get me to let her into the bathroom.It was then I had a thought, a thought so outrageous I couldn’t believe it myself. Here was mom in a right pickle, desperate for the toilet and here’s me with an opportunity to get or coerce mom, if you want to call it that, to be. I whispered in Russ's ear, "Don't worry. My husband likes to watch." With that, Russ pulled me tighter to him as I placed my head on his shoulder. Looking up at Russ, we started to kiss passionately as my husband watched. Again, I felt my nipples get hard as he ravaged my mouth with his tongue. My passion for Russ was higher with every deep kiss as I felt my pussy tighten. Ignoring my husband, he pulled me down on our couch and touched my now tingling breasts. Smiling, he took me into his. Vicky had done the same except her underwear was blue with a cream dress and shoes. We sat in front of a mirror and put some make up and our blonde wigs on. We put our bags in a locker and walked out indoor the bar. The place was not very busy with other CDs and admirers yet as we walked to the bar but we certainly turned a few heads on our way. I bought a drink for us, wine for me, a soft drink for Vicky and we chatted to each other for a while getting some admiring glances from a number of.