The three of them traipsed up the staircase. “Tina had undressed, hung her dress up like the fastidious person she was, taken off her brassiere and donned her nightgown, she slept in her panties, perish the thought but there could a fire, she couldn’t be caught bare bottomed. She turned back the covers, the linens were crisp porn but wonderfully soft, the sheets were 5000 thread count Egyptian cotton, soft as a cloud. But as she’d rolled back the duvet an odd aroma had wafted up, now it was a fragrance that was niggling, she should be able to identify it, it played through her mind, she knew that the sense of smell sex created the most powerful memories, she was tired but sleep eluded her while her mind churned finally sleep won out, Tina slept. Breakfast was served at eight, it was Monday morning, Kim had arranged to have desi the week off to spend with her Mom but Ryan had work and Ursula babe school, both were dressed but Kim was again attired in panties and a tee shirt. Tina had taken the time, after completing her abulations she’d brushed her hair and put on minimal make up, if pride was a venial sin she was guilty, she did take pride in her appearance, she donned a light blue dress and came out in time to see Ryan and Ursula leave, she joined Kim at the table, white coffee with two sugars, Kim made whole wheat toast. “Dieting,” Kim asked. “No, I don’t try to lose weight, I can’t sexy gain it, how about you?” “One thirty five for most of my wife life.” “So why only the toast?” “My tummy sometimes gets a little queasy.” No way she could confess that nine inches of her Son invading her bowels could sometimes leave her a bit distressed, this was one of those times. “I’m sorry you’re not feeling well, is there something I can get you?” “No Mom, I’ll be fine but thanks for your concern.” And it suddenly came to her, of course she knew the scent from the bedroom last night, fact be known, it was so familiar she’d overlooked it, she’d probably added a minuscule molecule or two, it was a female vagina, she had one, Kim had one and so did Ursula, now she could smell her daughter, it was more than just a scent of her vagina, she smelled of sex, sex with a miasma of sewer gas, ah Jesus, Tina was hardly an expert on sex, Marvin had been her only partner, she’d never done or had done those scary, immoral, wonderful things that she’d read about (under the covers of course) in the novels that were then called “Bodice Rippers,” “Kim, I’m old, I’m ignorant and I’m naïve, but Kim, I am a woman, would you like to talk about it?” “What do you mean Mother?” “You haven’t changed a bit, I’m always Mom except when you have something to hide, then you get formal and I’m Mother. I’ve got a couple of suggestions if you want to hide what you’re doing; bathe before you come down and, for God Sake change clothes.” “I, I don’t know what to say, was it that easy to find me out?” You know he was depressed about his separation and was feeling very lonely. Tonight, she had come to fuck and they came to the club realizing they might be heading to the hospital desi later that night. It was a predatory consumption, but not a dominating one, for she gave to me much more than she received. As if we were just going to hang out like old times or something. Josh and Asia sat on the top of the table enjoying the moment, knowing more was to come. They are two very lusty girls. I did all the paperwork; her ID said she was sixteen and named Natalie. sex And this time, he does it, without making any verbal objections. My hands clenched as the pleasure shot porn through me. These images were unambiguously incriminating. I'll do anything to make up for it. I could not get him all in. I slowly started to ride him. wife Doctor Brown nodded his approval as Nurse Betty Allen was kneeling behind the girl on the examination table. I shoved them to the side. She felt a tingle in her pussy and moisture there. Kneeling sexy near my head, I licked his cock head then moved so I could run my lips up and down his shaft. At that point I was already burning with so much lust, that I didn’t care if the man straddling me was Matt or his brother. The head of the serpent looked like it was about to nuzzle her nipple. He looked miserable, yet ecstatic. We laid there quietly, not knowing what to do. babe Her hair was mussed enough from my grabbing it, but it warranted more mussing. I gasped at the sensation.