A few minutes later I watched as mum moved one of her hands down over her body to her pussy, it was strange and exciting watching her play with hersel...f while beside me sat a woman that looked exactly like her. With a groan my mother pushed two fingers into her pussy, her knees buckled and she dropped to the floor, lay back in a way that gave us a clear view of her pussy then began thrusting her fingers in and out in a hard fast rhythm that had her squirming and crying out in seconds. Glancing. No complaints so far.I’m sitting on the couch in some loose swim trunks and a muscle shirt when Stephan knocks on the door. I jump up to answer and there he is, smiling a wide grin. Stephan is a ladies man. He’s 5’7”, platinum blonde hair, has a mix of feminine and masculine mixed in his face and from what I have seen of him, completely hairless and a sexy ass. He and I had been best friends since we were 2, now we’re 30 and still the greatest of friends. However, I’m not sure how he’d feel if. I could see the score from the TV reflected in his pupils and my eyes narrowed. I gave him a playful jab with my elbow."Hey, don't be an ass; just say thanks." He added after rubbing his side where I jabbed him with exaggerated motions."I know you let me off easy. No retard just throws a grenade, runs toward it, and stands there, waiting for it to blow up." He managed a tragic expression which was easily killed by the theatrical manner he placed his hand on his chest. "I can't believe you'd. Sheila answered looking tired and haggard. I could tell she was not in a good mood. "Get breakfast ready," she barked, "and you'll serve it naked. And put that bikini in the wash, I'm sure it's quite filthy given your activities in it over the weekend." Yes, Mrs. Winters, I'll get to it right away." You should know, you little slut, that Dave was by last night and told us all about your little gang fuck Friday night." I'm sorry Mrs. Winters. I was under the impression that I was obliged to keep.