” Mom grabbed the knee-length skirt of her dress and ruffled it over her thighs.“I mean higher up.” My voice was suddenly hoarse.“Higher up?�...�“Yeah,” I croaked. “Higher. Lift it above your knees.”Mom stared at me. Until now, this had been all about me. It was like that time in the laundry room when I had first tossed my pajamas to the floor and Mom had turned her head to look. We were in the midst of another watershed moment.Mom remained still, one hand holding a handful of her dress. I stared. ’ Peggy told Randy that although Kitty could be feisty and unpredictable she was straight as an arrow. ‘She’ll do anything it takes to get this project through because it’s aimed at winning over her man and securing a future with him.’ ‘What, you mean his Lordship doesn’t know about this?’ Peggy told the dismayed architect. ‘Minor detail darling. Just leave the worrying to Kitty and just think, if she succeeds with some push from me, you will have been responsible for designing my new. Things seemed to be going very well above my head—Mom was moaning as Don ate her pussy and Don seemed pre-occupied by his efforts, so I paused what I was doing long enough to get my panties off. My pussy began breathing on its own as the cool air caressed it, pussy juice leaking out to run down the crack of my ass. I pulled my skirt up to my waist and inserted a finger as deeply into my pussy as possible while returning to my ministrations on Don’s dick.After being excluded from their sexual. The fevered fingers she felt on her calf amused her. But she didn't laugh. This was for real to the man.He helped her out of the damnable pantyhose, then she shucked off her panties in one smooth motion. Lying on his back as he could see all the way up to her now naked snatch. She bent her legs and began to sink down beside him.As she was slowly lowering her body to the rough hewn floor of the mock tree house, she took one of his hands and slipped it to the inside of her leg. There, she pushed.