Your mom

"Oh hey," Katherine purrs, still playing with her pussy, if anything putting more show in it and going slower, her fingers spreading her glistening honey around her pink flower as she stroked her clit.

"Oh, Katie...umm....is...umm...is..."

"He's in the bathroom," Katherine said in a shiver. "Said he'd be a minute or two. Something about bad food..." your neighbor said as she put on a show for you and your own mom.

"Well," you heard your mom say and her bag set down on the kitchen table. Three quick foot steps and your mom was in view, taking off her work blazer, leaving her in skirt, stockings, and a button-down shirt.