"See what you're missing?" she asked as she pulled away from my sister, smiling playfully. "My loss," said Sara, smiling. My mom entered the kitchen... and shoo'd Margie off to get into something more appropriate. My mom is conservative like that and was less amused by Margie's attire than Sara and I. Margie returned a few minutes later in a button down and slacks. We all had a pleasant breakfast of fruit and bagels. My mom and Sara then gathered their things and left for the afternoon,. Then you rubbed and pinched your nipples inside and your right hand was rubbing your pussy over your wet petticoat (And I stopped)Mua: (Now curious and more interested to hear from me) Then?Me: You were not wearing your panty so your petticoat was already wet with your sweet juice.Mua: Heyyyyy!!!! It’s too much and how do you know that it is sweet?Me: It has to be because you are sweet and very sweet woman (A trick I used to praise her)Mua: Ummm! So you are more grown up than I imagined. So you. I just wanted something to happen to it.“Wow,” she said. It wasn’t an excited kind of wow ... more of a “I don’t know what to think,” kind of wow.“Wow?” I responded. Now I was a little concerned.“It’s bigger than I thought,” she said.“What do you mean?” I asked. “You just saw it this morning.”“Not really,” she said, her eyes never leaving my prick. “Everything happened so fast I never really got a chance to look at it.”No slow motion for her, I guess.“I guess it is a little bigger than usual,”. She then picked me up and held me very close to her nose."Ew, doesn't smell like you had a bath though!" She laughs after sniffing me."That's your dirty pussy you're smelling!" I shout angrily."Yeah, maybe I should have washed today, huh?" She inanely smiles, totally unbothered by how 'fresh' she is down there."Here, have another smell of me!" She tells me while placing me against her bare moist pussy, pushing me against the huge smelly puffy flesh."That's it, get a nice good whiff!" She teases.