Saturday Night Show
When I was younger, I stayed at my friend's house a lot. His mom had a very hot body and was divorced at the time. He also had a sister. Every Saturday night was movie and homemade pizza night. His mom would wear an oversized tee shirt and no bra. I would get nice shots of her panties and her breasts. I would always wear a baggy worn out pair of sleep shorts and position my legs so the two ladies could see that I had no underwear on. The more they looked, the more turned on I became. It was easy to tell. I always hoped his mom would say she wanted to see more, but she never did. His sister did say that she liked what she saw. I would always pleasure myself later on while thinking about his mom.
— Scott, 26