After she got up, flushed, and washed her hands, though, she lifted one foot onto the edge of the bathroom counter so that she could use a wet washcloth to clean her p***y. That was interesting, even though the camera didn't give the best view. She was muttering to herself, but I could not hear what she was saying. She turned off the bathroom light, and then I saw her peek into Hope's bedroom. She smiled when she saw her daughters snuggled together and sleeping.
A couple of minutes later, my mother turned on the lamp on her side of the bed, and Aunt Cathy stepped into the room to talk with her. My dad's eyes bugged out when he rolled over and saw her in that see-through gown. He stared for a few seconds and then quickly rolled back over so that he was looking away from the two women. I sa
