The panties were sheer, and the slit of her pussy could be seen through them. Her brothers glanced at her occasionally, looking at her tits or her cro...tch.The lewd comments they made stung and hurt, but she had no way of stopping them. They seemed to take a particular delight in calling her a cunt, or, more specifically, a fucking cunt. Their language, the words they used about her, seemed to increase their desire to degrade her more.“Well, what are you waiting for, Peggy?” Tommy asked.Robert. Her eyes were a deep hazel color, accentuated further by her golden brown shirt which plunged down into a deep U-shaped neckline, caressing her beautifully shaped breasts, about the size of water balloons. She took her seat at the front, her tight jeans clinging to her body, Mrs.Holloway began speaking. "Today I am going to divide you into groups of 3, each group will have to write a summary on Romeo and Juliet which will have to be passed in before the end of class. Each group will be. There I saw my mom in the sluttiest position a man can ever see. Her lungi was tied but opened on all sides, her deep navel over fair tummy and a long pussy with black lips and the underwear pulled just above her knees due to my act. I went near her and stopped for a while looking how beautiful and sexy my mom is. I felt that my decent mom was looking like a slut with hairs untied and a single button holding her boobs with all energy within the yellow blouse.While I was thinking how slutty she. I tried concentrating on something else to ease my hard on but it sure wasn't helping. She looked up at me and asked me why am I not having my tea now how do I tell her why? She looked at me and then her glance went towards my crotch and she almost smiled, she got up and came over with my tea and offered it to me I took it without even looking up at her. She went back and sat down and again on the pretext of taking biscuits she stooped giving me a clear look of her breasts. I wanted to get back.