Um ... went out with some friends for a little while,” she said. “He said he’d finish when he gets back.” Joyce’s breasts heaved up and down... as she struggled not to hyperventilate.“Fine.” Paul’s voice faded as he called back from the hall. “Just make sure he finishes. We got a big night tomorrow.”“Okay, honey.” Joyce’s shoulders slumped.“Wow, Mom, that was close,” Sam whispered.“We have to be more careful, Sammy.” Joyce reached down and pulled up his briefs and tucked his penis inside. She then. Once her panties where around her ankles I released her right breast and led my fingers down to her swollen wet labia. As I would begin to rub her wet moist pussy I could feel her breath on my neck. All the while I’m telling her this she’s moaning in my ear telling me “To keep going!” “I asked her what she was doing?” (The whole while I knew what was doing I just liked hearing her say it) “I’m playing with my pussy daddy.” She moaned and said in her sweet low sexy voice. As I continued to. The boy I left standing until someone would tell him what to do. From the door I heard Mama and Cassie in the kitchen.“Cassie, we got us a new boy.”“Ah seed him come in wid you, Ah did.”“You got some space in your bed, girl?”“Ah sho’ ‘nuf do,” and the two laughed like sisters.Cassie would take on Mama when Mama was on a bad track. Once the three of us were in the Mercantile. “Ah don’ cah what you says, honey. Dat dress be too tight on yo’ backside.” After Mama’s feathers settled, she told. Did you know she was an Olympian in swimming and skiing? You should feel her muscular legs. Yes. I mean it. Honey, stand and show them.” Her mouth dropped a bit then pursed as she held his stare for a moment. She slowly put down her glass; her knees fell apart; she came and stood between us. “Check her calves. Firm, shapely and strong. Keep some pressure on as you slide up, past her knees. Feel those strong thighs and look at how well sculptured they are.”I knew Sue was enjoying the show. She.