She sat on the chair and placed her legs on the table in front of her. She started fixing another peg for her. She looked at me and gave me a smile. I... turned my face.Nancy: Honey, make yourself comfortable. It’s nothing wrong.Me: It’s ok, mom. I’m fine.We started behaving normally and continued to talk. After some more pegs, my mom took her mobile and opened the camera. She clicked a selfie.Me: Mom, are you out of your mind? You are naked and clicking a selfie with me.Nancy: Cool, honey. These. "I went to one of those once," he said."I went to a lot of those." Yeah? They were too expensive for my taste. I dug the scene though. Kinda freaky," he said, lowering his eyebrows and curling his soft pink lips into a scandalous smirk. It nearly gave me a hard-on, that look. In the lazy Sunday afternoon air, though, pretty much anything gave me a hard-on.Just then, the documentary started talking about the mutability of sexual desire that was present in the rave scene. They could've been. His hands came around me and begin to touch my nipples. I could feel myself cumming already so I broke away and said I was going for that shower. As I walked into their en-suite, Mary was already sucking on John’s cock while he was pulling her sweater over her head. She had no bra on and her tits were amazing. Not big but pert with long hard nipples. It was a quick shower.When I came back out, Mary was naked on the bed, on her back with her legs spread wide and John licking her shaven pussy.. She'd warned them allto make no fuss when the new girl entered the movie line behind them.They'd have a party to welcome her into the fold later. But first,she wanted them all to enjoy the movie and the company of their youngmen.The fool had made her work so much easier. His former best friend nowliked men instead of the ladies preferred by her former male self.She would have altered his preferences in a similar manner had it beennecessary. Of course, it would have taken her longer, but the.