My wet clit, and his finger danced around it. Oh Lynn…my knees got weak, I got hot flashes and pushed my vagina to his finger. I felt his hardon aga...inst my butt cheeks. I reached around and pulled his hips tight to my butt cheeks. Oh god Lynn…his finger was massaging my clit now, right in the living room, where anyone walking or even driving by might see us! I finally whispered to him: (“It’s mom’s turn, son.”) I turned around and un zipped his pants. I reached in and he wasn’t wearing any. “How do you like it so far, Andy?” It was a suggestive, intimate whisper in my ear. “It’s very nice, thank you.” I felt like the nerd in some goofball comedy. After she did the other side, asking me questions and talking the whole time, she finished up standing next to my head and rubbing down my back from my shoulders to my arse. She was leaning over me and stretching out until her little boobs touched my back. I could feel my head nuzzling into her lap as she leaned against me. My. ”“There’s a bright side?” She sounded hopeful.“Yeah, now you’ll have plenty of guys coming on to you.”“That’s never been a problem for me.” I could believe that. My sister was quite an attractive girl.“Well, now there going to lots more guys coming on to you. But now they won’t even pretend to respect you. They’ll just walk right up to you, grab some of your tit flesh and give it a squeeze.”“They better not,” Bernie exclaimed. “They’ll get their faces slapped.”“Heck! I’m thinking about. I noted how beautiful she was naked and I blew her a kiss, a thank you for sucking on mine.They kept moving me toward the door and finally Lilly re gripped me by the penis, tighter. Bernice kept her hand in my butt crack pushing in which caused me to pick up my step as we jumped forward. “Oh that butt is really SO cute,” said the wife as she took her turn running her fingers over my anus using the stimulation of a finger poke to move me along quicker.That was alarming but I bent over for more.