Cool Blogger: SEE HER SQUIRT realized that she was laughing as hard as I had ever heard her laugh. I turned on the hall light and stood frozen, staring at the sight below me. Billy was out cold, lying between his mother's spread legs. Her robe had opened and was now buried beneath her body. Her right leg lay hidden under Billy; her left leg was pinned high against the wall, her smooth, firm thigh glowing in the light. Billy's left hand had somehow caught on the blouse of Mrs. Blair's teddy. The top portion of her right tit was exposed, its hard, brown nipple peeking out and pointing at the ceiling. It jiggled up and down as Mrs. Blair laughed, despite her dilemma. I hovered over both of them, mesmerized by what I saw. All of my other senses seemed to stop functioning, especially my hearing. It was as if my brain has swelled, stopping all noise from entering my ears. I watched in a hearing-impaired state as Mrs. Blair tried unsuccessfully to remove her son's body from on top of hers. Finally, her eyes caught mine, and my sense of hearing slowly returned.
