You just Watch...

I watched Brianna curse and clutch her face after pulling her panties off her head. She struggled to get back up but was only able to sit back up as her boot laces were tied together. Her curvy frame was not flexible enough to contort in any way. Sitting up she covered her naked breasts and groaned before feeling her ass burn.

"Ah fuck what the hell!" she cried flipping on to her knees and rubbing her bare backside. It was flaming red now that time was in motion. It was pretty hot seeing her on her knees, bare ass facing me while she rubbed it. As she rubbed her ass she suddenly felt that her pussy was dripping and when she reached down to touch it with her finger she lets out a loud moan and falls to her side as an orgasm hits her. "Oh God..." she squeals rolling on to her back while rubbing her tits and clit.

I was getting more aroused as I watched her. A voice behind snapped me out from my thoughts. "Welsey what are you doing?" I turned to face the voice, it was my mother, Martina Barron. You had been so ingrossed in watching Brianna that you had not heard her car pull up. She had seen you standing on the sidewalk in front of the Woods' place and walked over to see what you were doing. She followed your gaze and saw Brianna. "Oh my..." she gasped putting her hand up to her mouth. She shook her head and added, "I knew that girl was bad but this..."

Your mother shares the same blonde hair as you as well as your brown eyes. her blonde hair was shoulder length, cut into waves with the tips curved out giving her a more youthful than her nearly fifty years old of age. She is a slender woman and though they were features that you really looked at she had a nice rack and backside. In her book keeping office at the old folks home she was considered eye catching. She was dressed in dark jacket over a pink blouse with white trousers and pink flats.

"I know mom, I was just taking a walk and then I just saw her hanging out on her porch like that," I explained turning back to Brianna's porch.

"Should we say something?" your mother asks as she turns back to look at Brianna. "I kinda don't want too to be honest...she scares me and her mother is bitch..."

"I'm thinking we just mind our business mom," you finally said taking her arm and leading her back to your house. As you leave you could hear Brianna on moaning.

"You know if she has a boyfriend she wouldn't being doing that," your mother mentions looking over her shoulder once more. "I'm not saying you should be it though," she quickly say as you walk up your driveway. "Anyone but her."

You both laugh at this as your climb your porch and you say, "I kinda like Elaine Watson..."

"The churchy girl?" your mother asks with a raised eyebrow as she opens the door to your house. "I mean okay...but her mother...well...she's different."

"I'm seeing them in a whole new light," you say as you follow her into your house.

"Okay..."