For the next four hours we watched an estimated fifty couples walk the runway in front of us. Each couple was a real mother and daughter pair.Mom and ...Cindy were almost the last ones to come out on stage. Like everyone before them they came straight at Dad and I. They had on almost nothing. The string panties had strings up their pussies as well as up their butt cracks. Their tops were just strings with loops around their hard nipples. They removed them and Cindy handed me her strings. I was. “I don’t think so,” he said, grinning. “Where did you learn to do that, anyway?” He tried to sound gruff.“That’s the first time I ever tried that,” she said, fibbing a little. “How’d I do?”“Way more better than you should have.” Bob hiccuped.Behind them Tim and Suki tried to keep up and stop to kiss at the same time. Tim’s hands, now that they were out in the dark, roamed all over Suki’s chest. Her parka ruined the effect, but she giggled anyway.“Are you hard for me?” she whispered.“Kind of,”. Ummm...ok. Thank you Mrs. Wheeler." I said "My pleasure dear. Why don't you go and have fun with the gir.. . . .oh . . . .why hello there!" Sarah's mom said disruptively as she ran off to met him at the driveway."What the heck. . .??" I said to myself.Sarah's mom walked down the driveway where I saw her talking to a man while Sarah and her friends were all in the corner of the garage laughing and having fun. Mr. Wheeler later walked out of the kitchen and into the garage where he walked by me. . reaching... it. My saliva had coated the pale flesh of her mountainous boobies and her nipples swelled hugely in response to being left out of the treatment.Her areoles were no larger than 25-cent pieces, making them oddly tiny in proportion to her tits, but the nozzles themselves were outstanding. They swelled up and out, stretching easily three-quarters of an inch, and they were as thick as pencil erasers.Her hands had come up to either side of my head, and she was trying to force my mouth.