He stopped working and watched me. Since my left side was facing him, he could see inside without my having to hold it open."Get back to work. I'm not... paying you to stare at me."Another snort and he went back to work - although his entry speed seemed to slack off quite a bit.Once I had the blouse off, I reached back and unhooked the bra, letting it droop forward onto my arms. His eyes wandered over to me but his hands kept busy.I lifted the front, took it off and dropped it into his lap. He. But I'll be happy to watch." Heather hearing the conversation between Mickie and Trish. She slowly pulled off my cock and grabbed it and stroked it slowly and looked back at Trish. "Steve not coming down?" Trish laughs. "He fell asleep. I think the combo of the drive and well me" she smiled big. "Wore him out." We all had a small laugh at that. Steve was a all around good guy, knew how to make the ladies smile and feel good and always treated them good but when it comes to sex, he didn't have. I place my hands on your waist and squeeze your soft waist as I pull your butt against me. I slide your dress up, exposing your stockings, your garter belt and your delicate white panties. The contrast of your white panties against your firm tawny butt is invitation enough and I slide your panties down, over your butt, down your thighs and past your knees. They drop to your feet and I capture them with the dragon head of my cane. You ease each knee forward, just enough to free the panties from. "Should I get it?" Hurry then," Mom said. "Dad will be home soon."I moved down to scratch at the fleshy bottom of Mom's cheeks. I was in my glory, rubbing away at Mom's fantastic butt, my head lowered to see what I was doing. There was, of course, no paint there. Employing both hands in the interest of getting the job done faster, I managed to pull Mom's cheeks apart to observe her crinkly bottom hole. Of course, the pulpy lips below divided by her furry slit didn't escape my attention either..