Nick exits at his floor. "Lunch?" he yells as the doors close. "Yes" I ride up to my floor. I exit and wait for that, morning call out from Shelly. I ...have to look away when she does it. I can't watch her do that thing she does with her hips when she yells... "Happy Hump Day!" I hear as she sees me. Oh lord I feel like the woman from that song about the guy streaking. I didn't look away in time. I see she is wearing the pick halter dress and white pantyhose again and she is not wearing her. Amanda let out a low moan as I spread her pussy lips and inserted three fingers deep up her snatch. I moved slightly so that I was at her side and lowered my other hand and began to tickle her clit, now I was frigging her from the front and the back. She was completely shaven, her pubic mound was as smooth as silk. Amanda started to sway to and fro as I massaged and stroked the soft sensitive flesh between her legs. I kissed her neck and she turned her head towards me, her eyes were half shut,. This was another one of her god damn sexual power plays, and she had some nerve pulling one now.Bonnie had nothing prepared for a bold, vulgar, effective, sexual power play like that. Debbie hit the fireplace with that one, right dead in the ashes - slam dunk. Bonnie had to admit, that when it came to sexual power plays, the mother was hopelessly out-matched. She and Debbie had always had a love/hate relationship based on power struggles that became sexual when Debbie became sexually powerful.. White female knickers and other pieces of clothing were laying on the floor next to the couch.Then I took a closer look at the man, he was in his late fifties and his lower body was naked.He was shaved and had dark grey hair and was lying above my mother with a strained look on his face.My mother was heavily breathing and I walked deeper into the room and involuntary changed my angle.They don't recognized me at first, because they were too busy, but the old looking man was seeing me finally.His.