My best friend dating my sister
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I looked over at Mom where she was sitting, her eyes were glued to the action going on, her fingers were rubbing the wet pussy through her panties.As her fingers pressed down and stroked I could see the outline of her clit as it harden and swelled under the material.
The crowded had thinned considerable and I stood up, grabbed my carry on and deplaned.
My plane stopped and everyone tried to be the first off, so I sat back and scanned the crowd at the window.
There was Sara, she had changed in the last 3 years and the only reason that I could recognize her was from the beautiful hair color and the dress that she told me she would have on.
She had grown only a couple of inch’s taller, but at least 4 inch’s across her bust line and advanced several cup size’s.
Her waist was still narrow with hips that were an ass mans dream.
”“Congratulations on the new position Mom,” I replied, “Is this phone private”“Yes it is,” she answered back.
“Well,” I began, “I have a friend of yours that hasn’t seen you in three years.I saw Mom start to twitch as my climax sent her over the edge and she fingered her self faster.Her cunt was soaking the underpants as her fingers flew up and down the valley between her pussy lips.Her dress was high enough to see that I could see she had hose and garters on instead of pantyhose.I was getting a raging hard on just from looking at her.As soon as I stepped through the entrance way Sara was wrapping her arms tightly around me and crying, “Oh god, your home at last, Mom and I have missed you more than you can imagine.”I kissed her on the cheek and extracted myself, not daring to touch her yet, I asked her to get the car and bring it around to baggage pick-up. She gave me a funny look, then a light went on in her eyes and she smiled and walked off.