Tu thik se rehna. Me phone rakhta hu. Kuch kaam hai. Byee..Love you….MuuaahhhhhhSnehal – Love u toooo dear. MmuuuuaaahhhhhhhhFir Snehal nekhana kh...aya. Thoda bahut kaam tha ghar ka wo kar liya aur Tv dekhne baith gayi. Tv dekhte dekhte uski aankh lag gayi. Bahut der baad uski aankh khuli wo ring ki wajah se.Uska mobile baj raha tha. 6 baj gaye the. Vacky ka phone tha.Vacky – Arre kya yar, kaha thi. me kabse phone kar raha hu.Snehal – Sorryy dear. Wo meri aankh lag gayi thi.Vacky – Mujhe kitni. And the bottom come just low enough to cover her self, but left a little bit of her ass exposed.My mom beamed at the ear to ear grin on Chad. She knew that he liked what he saw.I could hear my mom giggling and my bully laughing from my spot on the floor. Still in pain I gingerly got to my feet and slowly made my way to the living room where both of them were.I couldn't believe what I was looking at.My mom was wearing a way to small towel, holding hit weakly at the top to keep it from falling. I had a skirt and blouse on over my sexy new basque and stocking and watching Marg out of the corner of my eye I could see she was a stunner with firm tits and a good arse just the sort my husband would die for.Once ready we went down stairs, I sat between the men on the settee thinking it would give Marg the choice of who she sat next to, but to my surprise she stood in front of us, she really did look good in her smart business suit and knee length boots.She took off her jacket to reveal a. They talked to one another like old friends, even though our age difference was considerable. Girl was a puzzle. She had multiple sides. She could work whether at the house, or, at the office with such dedication to quality. Then in the next breath be a muse of sorts, or, a spoiled c***d, and an interminable cock tease. She knew how to work a room, or, a person. She was like that when I hit her with that snowball in Junior High & had changed very little in the interim.I'd just made a pot of tea.