. so cool,” she said as she stopped her car and twisted around to look over her right shoulder in order to back her car into the concealed loading a...rea. As she turned towards me, my right hand ran up under her skirt and I soon felt the warm, soft skin of her upper left thigh.When Lynette lifted her left leg up to press the brakes, my fingers slid all the way up the front of her bare leg and I soon felt the lacy edge of her panties with my fingertips. With the car stopped, Lynette froze in her. Afraid, that I had started to see her differently than I always had. My knees were on either side of her hips. And my hands were still between her armpits.“No mom! I didn’t see you as some kind of slut. In fact, that scene almost made me cum in my pants. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I wanted to rush into the room and take you. I have heard you on other nights, but didn’t have the nerve to open the door. Tonight I decided that if I didn’t do it, I never would. And the image. "You know what to do," I ordered her, grabbing her hair. "Get back down to it!" She leaned down, started bobbing on Greg's hard cock. I waited a few minutes for her saliva to drool on his sack, even the crack of his ass. That's when I raised her head from my old buddy. He opened his eyes but didn't object because he knew my plan. I looked into Karen's eyes, saying, "Good, bitch, you made an impressive introduction. Now get lower." And I pushed her face down, without waiting for any answer,. Silly question but I never was very good at small talk. ‘A bunch of us girls are going to the Big Easy for sex and relaxation. Oh fuck … what a Freudian slip that was! I meant, rest and relaxation.’ ‘Sounds good. Has New Orleans recovered from Katrina? I mean, are there some good places to stay?’ ‘Yep! We found a cheap place to stay near the French Quarter and the bars are rockin’! I can’t wait to go to Whiskey Blue. It’s supposed to be hot and less than a mile from our hotel. They say it’s.