Annabelle took that opportunity to stand and stretch when she heard a voice call her name. ‘Annie! Annie! Over here!’ It was her longtime best fri...end Brittany Hoffman. They grew up together, went to high school together, so it was obvious that they would go to the same college together. She was an English major and wanted to be a teacher. ‘Hey Brit! What have you been up to?’ Annabelle asked with a smile. Brittany sighed and tossed her hair back over her shoulders, binding it up in a ponytail,. It's their loss I thought. I will just have to go make some other babe a lucky lady.The rest of the evening swept by. More pics, about an hour on a site called 'sexyasses', I even found a couple free video clips to download. One clip was of a girl sucking a black dick that must've been a foot long and then one of an Asian girl getting fucked in the ass. The more I saw the hornier I got and the harder my dick got hard as I stroked it every so often. My head was spinning in no time and at first. I shrugged it off and went back down to enjoy my dinner.At 9 pm I retired to the master bedroom for the evening and began to change into my nightie when I noticed the old, gothic, full length mirror. It had some obvious wear on the edges, but for the most part was still intact. I stripped down to my underwear and examined myself in the mirror.Up to this point I had tried to stay fit and slim for when my husband would come home from the war and I guess from this point it was just out of habit. I. Once such a night we both went for our dinner in a dhaba,I was wearing jeans and shirt while my mom was wearing red saree with black sleeveless and backless blouse and pink bra and panty.As we reached there every person was looking at her and playing with their tools.She was looking like a sex goddess.After we had our dinner I paid the bill and we both sat on my bike and left the dhaba on the way of our home.For many days I was seeing mom looking at me in different manner mainly with her eyes.