"It's okay, Robert, I think it's just that she wasn't expecting it." I was distracted as Mom put her hand on my ass and gently pushed me forward. I looked at Josephine, her eyes were pleading, her chest heaving, and her hands were now digging at her panties, rubbing at the triangle patch of cloth. "Go on," Mom whispered in my ear again, rubbing her tits on my arm, her hand planted firmly on my ass, squeezing it gently.

My hand returned, and Josephine moaned loudly, her eyes closed. "Take off her panties, Robert," Mom whispered, her travelling up and down my spine, occasionally resting lightly on my ass. I reached up, slowly, and grabbed the fabric on either side of her hot hips. Everywhere I touched there wasand husky. Somewhere in this her pants had come down and I could see that she was wearing a black thong that streached high over her hips then plunged down to barely cover her shaved pussy. She leaned forward, then looked at me, "Robert, watch."

With that she draped over Josephine's leg, her hand snaking up to finally land on Josephine's pussy, which was already glistening. She took my hand off, "Here," she said, snaking a finger through the moist pink slit of Josephine's pussy lips, "they're so plump and wet, Robert," she murmurred as she rubbed up and down. Josephine shrieked again, her hands now at her own breasts, pulling them, playing with them, as Mom rubbed her. Then Mom took her hand away, "Your turn."

My hand literally