Lesbians Caught In Action

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My entire outlook on sex has turned around in the past year, and
I must admit that it has been a turn for the better. I am a
thirty-five-year-old business woman who has been devorced for
five years, and I am trying to get my daughter through college. I
have tried to keep myself in relatively good shape so that I will
remain attractive to the opposite sex.

About six months ago I was out on a date with an old friend of
mine. My daughter, Suzanne, was at home with two of her friends
from the local college, and she didn`t expect me home until much
later. I had no sooner arrived at my friends house than I got the
worst headache ever. After about thirty minutes I realized that I
would be no fun for the evening. I apologized to tom and returned
home.

I came in the back door of my town house and was ready to tell
Suzanne that I was home, when I heard giggling coming from the
basement. I walked over to look downstairs and almost fainted!
Suzanne, Carol and Amy were all sitting around on the floor in
various stages of undress. At first I was furious, but then I
decided to watch and listen to what was going on. Amy had the
least on, a skimpy pair of light-blue bikini panties. My daughter
had her jeans on, but nothing else. Carol had on a flannel shirt,
which was unbuttoned, revealing well-developed breasts.

Her friend Amy is a real beauty, with long blonde hair, a great
face and a great body. As I watched, I heard Amy telling the
other two how great it felt to have her breasts touched. She
began lightly touching the undersides of her breasts with the
palms of her hands until her nipples were erect. Then she began
squeezing each one firmly, rubbing especially hard around each
nipple. As she rubbed herself pasionately, she urged each girl to
try it. Suzanne was giggling, saying she hoped it would make them
grow, and Carol was just looking on in a daze as she touched each
breast lightly. After about two or three minutes the giggling
stopped and the heavy breathing began. I didn`t know what to do.
I wanted to yell, but I couldn`t.