Has we moved she bit my shoulder and neck I knew I would be covered with love bites in the morning she gave a massive shudder pressed her face into my... shoulder I her moan ‘I love you’ repeated over and over she held me tightly as we came together she cried out ‘YES’ I flooded her vagina with my warm sperm. We lay wrapped in others arms eventually we drifted off to sleepThe next Morning Emma glanced at my neck it was covered with the expected love bites from my Mother I didn’t care she had slept. “Who’s Gina?”“She’s the one who makes the drinks. Well, we both do, but she does it more than me.”I nod­ded. “So why is Gina mad at me.”“Gina’s wear­ing a G-string. She told me I should stop wear­ing jeans like she has. She said that’s the way to get my­self no­ticed, but you asked about my thong, in­stead. Did you like it, by the way?”“Like what?”“My thong. Did you like it?”“Yeah,” I said. “It looks great.”“I’m glad. I only bought it last week so I was hop­ing it looked good.”“It looks great,”. ”Mom slipped off her bikini bottom and said, “I might enjoy it myself. I think he should look, touch, smell, and even taste our pussies.”Fern asked, “Aren’t there five senses?”Mom said, “Yes, the sense of hearing but my pussy can’t talk or whistle. However, once in a while it farts.”That got all of the other girls laughing.Mom suggested that I do them both at the same time. Fern removed her bikini bottom and got on the ground next to Mom. I knelt between them.I looked at their pussies. Mom’s. She looked up to find the workshop door closed and she was alone. She felt a substantial amount of cool air against her skin. When her eyes fell to look at her body, she gasped. She could see a lot more skin—her smooth and blemishless and firm skin—because she was now dressed in a whole lot less. Instead of her sweater, she had a green, fur-lined crop top that squeezed her breasts together to create and highlight a deep crevice of cleavage. Her nipples peaked over the top like twin rising suns..