I return my attention to the screen and begin a measured steady pulling of myself. I’ve set up collections of favourite images, still shots that aro...used in the past collated together and I use the slideshow. Each new picture excites me further, each to my own taste. Erotically moody shots highlighting exquisite breasts or buttocks. Sensual lingerie modelled by women expressing their own sexuality for my pleasure. Beautiful girls, knowing MILFs, rampant sluts all their for my greedy eye. The. I could see almost her entire tit.“well running a business takes a lot of effort”I looked at Paige and she continued to look straight at me sh she undid her top. Her beautiful tits spilled out. They are medium sized and perfect shaped. She has pink aureoles and perfect nipples.My eyes must have bugged outPaige came over and sat in my lap. I was growing immediately“Do you like these?” as she cupped her magnificent breasts.“Wow, yes, those are spectacular”She leaned forward and planted her left. ‘It’s like I picked up a Playboy.’ She would reflect later. She opened the magazine, sliding glances around and found an article about lesbians. A whole set of vocabulary marched at her. Femme. Butch. Pride. Lauren shuddered not really understanding all of what she found. She also found that the magazine was heavily slanted in favor of the gay community instead of the balance that she would have liked. She turned another page, unable to put this down, trying to find her answer. Trying to. " Let's not talk about it right now. We can talk more about it when we are not so hot and bothered, like we are right now."I let mom then turn and I held her hand as she got into the car and slid over to the middle of the seat, letting her skirt ride up and over her butt, where I could see her waist band on her cotton pantys above her hip, before it disapeared under her skirt in the front but left, the front pantle of her pantys exposed to my view.I got into the car then and shut the door, then.