Mom and Marie got home from next door, where they had been planning the home sales party, and all they did was wash their hands. We had dinner and wat...ched a little TV, and at 9 it was time for Marie to go to bed."I'm going to take my shower in the morning, mom, if that's OK," she announced. "I'm pretty tired." No problem, love," mom said. "See you tomorrow."Marie went upstairs to get into her pajamas and, I guess, to pee. But I already had seen Barbara pee, and I didn't want to climb the stairs. He held her hips tight as she came, keeping his strokes hard and deep.It didn’t take long before his cock twitched, feeling her pussy convulse around it. He groaned roughly, emptying his balls inside of her womb in thick bursts. She sighed, hanging her head defeated. He was perfectly content behind her, his cock buried in her warm pussy as she remained chained to his bed.A sharp knock against his bedroom door a few moments later tore him from euphoria. Pulling out of her reluctantly, he stormed. I then asked her can I sleep with her that night. She nodded her head and allowed me to sleep there. At that time she was wearing her blouse and petticoat with upper buttons of her blouse open. I could not stop my hands to reach my mom’s breast and started to fondle them. I guess that may be it was for the first time my mother found the lust in my eyes and scold me to stop playing with her boobs. I then started crying and later she consoled me telling that I am now growing and I should now stop. Modesty was a word rarely used by the women in Dan’s family and the girls continued the tradition by not tugging at their shorts hems as they sat down. Poses always relaxed, the darkened triangle between their legs gave a hint of what was temporarily hidden from view.Carla rested her folder, referencing Jake’s condition, on the chair’s armrest, allowing Jake and Brad an uninterrupted view up her skirt. Jake smiled at Brad appreciating his friend’s interest in his recovery and knowing what.