Those times that she'd stripped to the waist for our adolescent groping sessions on my couch, I'd seen her lovely little breasts, and I had been permi...tted to fondle and kiss them almost to my heart's content.But now, I was seeing, for the very first time, Patti's shapely, sweet, trim little butt, protruding delightfully from beneath the ribbon of cloth around her waist -- the little starched-cloth belt that was holding that ridiculous apron in place. She sure as hell didn't look like a boy down. A few steps into the room, though, he lowered it. Mrs. Keaton was lying flat on the couch, one bare leg fallen out of her robe and down to the floor. Next to her, on the coffee table, was a half-empty jug of orange juice; some architectural renderings were scattered on the floor around her."Oops! Sorry, Mrs. Keaton, I -- uh..." Here, his voice fell to a whisper. "I'll just go, now, OK? And I'll lock the door on my way out."Before he could get through the door to the kitchen, a weak voice called. When I bent to remove my high heels, my tight jeans lowered down to my waist. My panty was visible to this boy. My red panties become a view of these boys. I tried to cover it by pulling my blouse down but failed because of its shortness.By the boys’ look, I can understand they are not the kids anymore. I quickly removed my heels and went inside, holding my blouse down. We all sat in the living room and had some chat. After some time, I wanted to take a quick shower to get fresh.I went to the. I slowed down a bit as she was pantingand huffing. I pulled it out of her dripping pussy as she laid her head on the table, reaching between her legs rubbing her pussy. She quickly raised her head back up when she felt me easing my dick in her ass. She was standing on her tip toes saying," Oh fuck its big. Easy! Oh shit!" I just kept pushing, inching it all the way inside her, as she gripped the table. Her legs began to quiver n shake as i began to move in and out slowly. She got off her tip.