I’m feeling her night-dress. She’s slowly lifting her dress. Oh my god! I’m feeling her bare skin now. My dick is pushing flat against her butt-...crack. She’s not wearing any panties! I’m trying hard to suppress a moan. The thrill of doing this with her mom just sleeping an arm’s length away is indescribable. I’m already oozing precum. Nadine is reaching back again. She’s pulling my dick down so that it ends up between her legs. My tip is touching her pussy now. She’s soaking wet. Nadine is. “I have diet pop in the fridge if you’re thirsty,” she offered.“I’m fine, thank you,” Brad said.“I know what I’d sooner drink,” Abby smiled placing her hand between Jennifer’s legs. “And I bet it tastes delicious!”“I have got to take a shower first. You can wait in the living room if you like,” Jennifer said going into her bedroom. She left the door partially open allowing Brad and Abby to view her removing her clothes.“Oh Brad, look at the fucking body! Not only are you going to fuck her. ’ ‘Have you heard any of my recordings?’ Deanna asked. ‘No,’ he said. ‘I didn’t know you’d done any.’ John hoped he hadn’t just stuck his foot into his mouth. It was times like this that he felt like there was still so much he didn’t know about Deanna. ‘There are a few floating around,’ she said, ‘but it’s not too surprising that you haven’t spotted them. I thought you might have, though. I meet a lot of people who’ve been trancing for years to my voice before they ever met me.’ She giggled.. By the way, Eric, that's very nice of you to help Amy with this little afternoon party." I'm hoping you spread this story around with the ladies. I can start with a good reputation, and coast for a while in my usual lazy, self-centered way."That got a few more laughs and teases as everyone picked up their things and said goodbye. Most of the other folks had left an hour or so ago. Amy had done a good job inviting a co-ed mixture, and the party had gone well. She was right—an afternoon party got.