.uh.." "Everybody does it," Betsy said as she moved up onto her elbows. "Even Grandma does it." "You've seen Grandma touching herself?" "I didn't actu...ally see it but one night when there was a bad storm I slept with her in her bed and I could hear her doing it." "Oh God," Amy gasped. "Were you embarrassed?" "Hell no," Betsy laughed. "I did it too." "Wow, things are a lot looser around here," Amy giggled. "So, do you want to do it now?" "Now?" Amy looked around. "With you?" "Yeah why not? We are. " The boys carried the shopping bags from the trunk into the house. Her youngest, thirteen year old Mikey ran by his mom obviously eager to get back to whatever it was he was doing earlier "Hey mom!"he yelled and ran past them. "Slow down, that computer isn't going anywhere!" She yelled after him. John grabbed Jackie's jacket and helped her inside. The other two boys got back to the couch and continued watching TV. f******n year old Alex called out to his mom. "Mom we're hungry can you make. Plea, please ma'am" he gasped. But Mrs. Foster only snapped herfingers and pointed at yet another pair of high heels.He slipped another pair of heels on her feet and as she looked the shoesover she made sure he was fondling her nyloned legs. Up and down, up anddown his hands caressed her calves from ankle to behind her knees. "Movea little higher sweetie, you know you want to. Put your hand higher. Goon" she giggled. "Feel my thighs, feel how the stockings are gartered tomy girdle and. Stevie's buzzed mind connecting back to sounds of John moaning in orgasm in the room next to Brad's when she slept over, The liquid sounds of his stroking his heavily-oiled cock which preceded those orgasms, memories of glimpses of his strong body as he came out of the shower wet and naked or lounged around the apartment in shorts with no shirt.They stumbled onto the bed, Stevie naked, Brad quickly dropping off his sandals and John frantically throwing his clothes away. Suddenly there were four.