I got out of the car, ran up to him and gave him a big hug and a kiss. A minute later, Emma and Jessica were at our side.“Emma, Jessica, this is my ...husband David, David this is Emma, and her daughter Jessica.”Emma put her hand out and they shook hands. Jessica, instead of shaking his hand, jumped up and hugged David, then gave him a big kiss. She put her legs around him, and her dress pulled up. I could see her wet pussy rubbing against David’s hard cock in his jeans.“I’m sorry David, but she. From the small picture above the speaker, I saw that Sally was here, alone. It was about two in the afternoon and I was still in my bedtime t-shirt and the few seconds it took her to reach my door didn't afford me enough time to change, instead, I quickly doused myself in something sweet smelling and met her at the door. The second I opened the door and saw her standing there in her big coat, ratty skirt, creased top and most of all her red puffed up eyes, I knew exactly what had happened. Had a younger sister S.she was s*^*n and a right pain in the buttalways trying to follow J.and me all over. I was at J's and for some reason I went to his shed.The door was open and there was T. with his jeans around his ankles and in his hand he had his cock. A nice hard cock. The was facing the door,his eyes were closed and he was using his spare hand to steady himself. I stood there rooted to the spot,watching as T.gave himself a good wank.I was amazed.I couldn't turn away, I couldn't not. I just couldn't help but fantasize about her. I often found myself judging other women based off how they compared to my mom's looks. Not a brunette? Pffft, see ya. Not tall? Pfft, no thanks. Basically, if a woman wasn't the spitting image of my mother, I wasn't interested. Don't get me wrong though, I loved checking women out. It's just that... Mom set the bar and boy did she set it high. I could never spot another woman who was 5'11, under 150lbs, and a brunette. Well actually, I could, but.