With Cindy still on the floor, I got behind her, I raised her ass up and I entered her pussy slowly. Her pussy was wet and tight with all of the excit...ement. I pushed my hard cock all the way in, pushing Cindy’s tongue into Stephanie’s pussy. I could tell that she was licking Stephanie harder and faster as I pumped her. This continued for a couple of minutes and Stephanie asked, nearly begged to let me fuck her. Cindy led Stephanie off the sofa, and Cindy lay on her back on the carpet, she. She knew three languages already. One more was no problem and if it meant finding Angelina then she would willingly become fluent in ten languages!Three months later, she was judged sufficiently fluent to begin searching for her friend. In order to disguise any remaining foreign tinge to her accent she had developed a very thlight lithp!She learned that her boy friend had been looking for her, but had gone home. They had told him some story and he had believed them. Officially, Marina had been. And you know I do. But we've never gotten high together." A short silence. "Do you wanna?" Get stoned?" I asked? Mom leaned back and with an odd look on her face, said, "Yeah. What else?" And she smiled at me.I smiled back with an ambiguous smile. "Sure," I said. I let the rest of the question slide away.Once again, a very-not-weird thing happened. Not everyone could casually respond if their Mom asked them if they wanted to get high. But with Mom, that's just the way it was. I didn't smoke. She started laughing and told me that no one would even let me enter the club in such a dress. She made me undress to the skin and handed me the dress we bought the day and the oversized handkerchief one.But there was one problem and the dress was spaghetti strap with no back and a deep neckline so I wore the green bra from morning thinking it would be covered by the jacket anyways. I must say I looked pretty good.Now I know u must be dying to know how I look by now. So let me grant that wish..