It was my mom which I expected, she was wearing one of my shirts which were long enough to reach her mid-thigh. She apparently just got out of the sho...wer too. Can you brush my hair for me please? she asked poking out her bottom lip. She looked so cute. Yes, I can brush your hair I replied apathetically. She smiled and scurried to my bed like an excited little girl. She sat down right in front of me and I began to brush her hair in long, smooth, slow strokes. What would your friends think of you. She liked it smooth and it helped for swimwear photo shoots. In thinking about it now, she was one hot mom.Fran and I were nude around the house from the time we were potty trained. We have always been comfortable wearing the skin we were born with. It’s good it grew with us. I would rather have been naked in school but that would never happen.My period started when I was 11. Not being a panty user I used tampons.There was no sex-ed in schools but we weren’t stupid. We knew boys and girls used. Aria moaned even louder than before as her entire body shook with pleasure and she dug her nails into the flesh on his arms. It was the most amazing feeling, a wild, untamed sensation inside her that felt like an explosion within her body. Slowly, Aria felt it die down, leaving her gasping for breath and slightly exhausted. Oliver had long since stopped moving within her, and when she opened her eyes she saw him watching her intensely, warmth in his eyes. Oliver drew the back of his hand. “Oh fuck, please don’t stop.” I glanced down to see Jared’s left hand rubbing the front of his pants as his tongue slurped me up. I pulled back as the climax quelled. Jared’s face was covered with my cum. His tongue licked up what it could. “Mmmmmmm,” I said. “I’m not done enjoying my flight like you promised.” I brought my foot back, knelt down next to his chair and turned it. I was surprised to see that it pivoted. It made sense to allow the pilots to get in and out easily. I quickly moved.