I slid down and pulled her panties to her ankles burying my face into her sweet shaved crotch lapping my tongue up over her sweet tasting slit making her shudder as I brushed against her clitoris each time. This seemed to help mom reduce her concerns for the most part. He didn’t say anything but he did give a rather puzzled look away. Once she was done I helped her put on a pair of lacy panties, her thigh high hose, her garter and her brazier. It had been several years since Amber and I had first indulged in our sexual proclivity together on the side of the creek bank that fateful August day. With the exception of the days Amber was menstruating we seldom missed a day of being joined together. We held each other and kissed deeply as the waves riveted through our bodies until we both subsided and melted in each others arms.
