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Tina walked along the driveway, practically walking on tip-toes in her stilettos, and made her way around the house to the backyard gate. She opened the latch, glanced around and giggled like she was trying to break into her own house. Her skirt lifted and a breeze caressed her ass. She had wondered if her mom would be in the garden but she was nowhere to be found. She crept back to the driveway, waved to Stephanie, and whispered with an exaggerated movement of her lips, “The coast is clear.” Stephanie clutched her handbag and in just a minute, the two friends would empty the contents on Tina’s bed. Late night chats on the phone with each other at college led to talks about fantasies and when Stephanie took a picture of herself wearing a plaid skirt that barely covered her ass and a blouse that revealed her breasts and plenty of flesh, Tina emailed back and said she couldn’t wait for summer. Tina stood at the gate and Stephanie placed a hand on her friend’s ass, kissed her on the neck, and moaned. “Oh, I need this.” “No one’s back here.” Tina walked on the patio and water from the pool shimmered in the late morning sun. “Maybe we can do it out here.” Stephanie’s breathing was heavy. “That is, unless your mom’s inside.” “She told me she was going out.” Tina walked to the patio door. “Yeah, my mom said the same thing.” Stephanie fondled Tina’s ass. “This feels so good, babe.” “Mmm, yeah it does.” “So why is my mom’s car out front?” “I don’t know.” Tina grabbed the handle on the sliding glass door and opened Kartal Escort it. “Maybe she drove here and they went out with someone else.” Tina stepped onto the wood floor of the dining area and stopped. She turned her head and wondered what she heard. “What’s the matter?” Tina turned and put a finger to her lips. The girl’s stepped forward. Tina stopped again and listened to the moan flowing down the hallway. A high-pitched cry was followed by an elongated sigh. She turned to Stephanie and smirked, almost embarrassed. “Oh, my God.” The sound made its way through Tina, sparking a curious heat and arousal. Stephanie stayed close and they made their way down the hallway. Loud grunts punctuated the air with the intensifying moan. “My mom?” The two curious women reached the end of the hallway where the bedroom door was opened and an image reflected off the floor to ceiling mirrors. “Oh, my God.” Tina clapped a hand over her mouth and Stephanie moved behind her friend to catch a glimpse. Her breasts pressed against Tina and Stephanie’s mouth hung open from the sight. Tina’s mother, Mrs. Carol Sheffield, was on the bed lying on her back with her legs spread wide. Her brunette hair flowed across the bedspread and her blue eyes seemed to shine with delight. In front of her was Stephanie’s mom with what looked a dildo fitting inside her pussy and she used it to thrust into Carol. Stephanie’s mom, the out-going Mrs. Crystal Lackes who was known for her thriving interior design Kartal Escort Bayan business, thrust with the power of what could have been a man and gripped Carol’s thighs. Crystal raised her hand and slapped it on her friend’s legs and another groan with a quick yelp resounded off the walls. Crystal’s tits and long, dark hair swayed with her movements. “Oh, wow.” Tina turned and leaned hard against the hallway wall and a flurry of emotions made her choke on her words. “Our moms are fucking.” Stephanie rubbed against her like Tina was a magnet. “Oh, yeah.” Stephanie took advantage of the opening and kissed her friend. Her tongue slipped into Tina’s mouth and Tina opened her lips and accepted the kiss while the moans, the slaps on her mother’s ass, and the grunts from Stephanie’s mom thrusting hard fueled the arousal. It was like Stephanie lost all self-control, shifted the bag over her shoulder, and started caressing Tina’s tits with one hand while reaching under the dress with the other. “Come on, let’s go.” More slaps came from the bedroom and Tina wondered if her mom’s ass and pussy were going to be sore from the spankings and the pounding. The thought made her wet. “I can’t believe it.” Tina grasped for Stephanie’s ass. Her statement was less a concern than almost a realization of relief and she accepted her own attraction to Stephanie, a lifelong friend. The young ladies kissed deeply in the hallway and when Stephanie took a step to head to Tina’s bedroom her Escort Kartal bag slipped and fell with a thud to the floor. A heavy glass dildo, vibrator, and flogger hit with a thud and Tina quickly turned and tried to gather the items. Her spiked heels clattered on the wood floor and embarrassment and fear gripped her face. She fumbled the dildo and it fell again. “Oh, God.” The bedroom was quiet and when Tina was bent over, her panty-clad bottom pointed to her mother’s bedroom, a voice sent shivers down her back and made her skin crawl. “Girls. What are you doing?” Stephanie froze and swallowed. Stephanie’s mom stood naked in the doorway, her eyes narrowed. She made no effort to cover her breasts and she had slipped out of the harness. “You were watching us?” The question sounded unemotional like Mrs. Lackes was waiting for a factual answer. “Uh, yeah.” Tina struggled to keep her teeth from chattering. “Well, no.” “We didn’t know you were here.” Stephanie spoke up quickly. “What’s in the bag?” Stephanie’s mom was calm and Tina thought of the time she and Stephanie were nearly caught smoking a joint in the backyard. The adrenaline rush was unsettling. “Hello, girls.” Tina’s mom appeared in the doorway with a shy-sounding greeting. She clutched a towel around her breasts. “What do you have in there?” Mrs. Lackes asked a second time and caught Tina’s eyes and Stephanie’s gaze. Tina’s mom ran a hand over Mrs. Lacke’s shoulder. “Why don’t we talk about it? Come on in, girls.” Her mother and Stephanie’s mom retreated back in the bedroom. Silver nipple clamps were hanging on the wall, a thin candle was burning on the nightstand on one side of the bed, and leather wrist cuffs, a flogger, and a riding crop were spread along the bed and the floor. Tina’s mom sat on the edge of the bed next to Stephanie’s mom.
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