Her clothes were in the way, my clothes were in the way but we didn't want to stop - didn't want reduce the ardour of the moment, perhaps concerned th...e other would have doubts. Who knows? To this day, I don't why but we both stood up and started undressing. Soon, we were naked. My eyes feasted on the body that, until then, I'd only known piecemeal. I took in the flush that spread across her chest and that led me directly to her breasts and hard nipples. For my part, I saw her eyes travelling. Teacher would be walking out and starting us onour exercising. The fact that I would hide in the locker room until then was the fact thatthe first exercise that we would do were jumping jacks... Doing jumping jackswhile horny in my shorts, made my erection as visible as doing jumping jacksnude in front of 20 other people, while at the same time hiding my erectionwith a piece of tissue. As you, the reader, might assume. I was embarrassed. ~~~~~~~ By the end of my 6th grade year, people had begun. Knowing my mom as well as I do, I'm pretty sure she wasn't entertaining any other men when we were gone to school and my Daddy was off at work. But, then, do we ever know anyone well enough to be sure of that or anything else. Obviously not.My mother wasn't what you'd call beautiful or even very sexy, but she was my mother and I loved her. I began to realize that perhaps my father wasn't regularly doing Mom when I was rifling through their chest of drawers one time and I came across a box of. "Monique caressed Nina's abdomen with her fingernails once more as Gretchen spoke, watching the skin flinch and react to the stimulation. "Thanks, but I think I'll watch for now. Maybe I'll get a couple of slaves for a little party later on." With one final look at Nina's prone form, Monique turned and walked out of the massage room, leaving Gretchen and Nina alone for the moment.Gretchen finished cleaning the last traces of lather from Nina's vulva, and stood looking at the open spread before.