I did not see this one, but I heard about it from three friends who were there.
My friends walked to school from a different direction than I had to, so I missed out of this. When they got to our friend Chris's house he was running late. Chris lived in a house where the living room was level lower than the kitchen. You could see into the kitchen and everyone's crotch level was at everyone's head level in the livingroom.
Chris, his older sister, and mom woke up late and everyone was scrambling to get ready. Chris's Cindy was in her bathrobe and older sister was in her PJ's. When Cindy let everyone in the livingroom she ran up to the kitchen to get breakfast ready from Chris and his sister. When she walked really fast across the kitchen her bathrobe would open up giving everyone in the livingroom a perfect veiw of her bush. Everyone was doing what they could to keep from laughing or giving themselves away.
When Chris came down to eat his mother stood next to him talking and her bush was fully out and Chris did not notice it, but all of Chris's friends could see it fully. Everyone stood there in stunned silence hypnotised by milf muff.
When it was time to leave Cindy and her daughter stood by the railing in the kitchen that overlooked the livingroom. Everyone could see Cindy's big bush when and had to walk past it when they left. Everyone was bumping into oneanother to see it up close. The last guy in line reached up and tugged on Cindy's pubes when he walked by. Cindy face turned red and she gasped when she ran away into the kitchen. My friends could hear Cindy and her daughter laughing in the kitchen and saying over and over again. "Oh my god oh my god!". When they all walked out Chris had no clue all his buddies saw his mother's big bush and one of them even tugged on it. His sister and mother never told Chris about it.
I nearly cried when they told me at my locker when they all came to school and Chris walked off to his first period class. I still live in regret about not being there to see a friend's mom's bush.
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