Although, she seemed to be just like your father, she wasn’t. She was skilled in fashion design and she had a following of friends, but she was not ...oncerned about your well-being, and she didn’t know how, nor did she care to motivate you.’ Denise considered what her mother was saying, and commented, ‘Will said she was never my friend, I was just someone she could abuse to impress her followers.’ Annika, finding she once again agreed with Will’s opinion, smiled, and continued, ‘Fortunately,. What? Alone? All right, give me a few minutes. "Denise set down the phone."I'm sorry darling," she said sticking her head through the doorway, "that was your... um... surprise," she lied. But I need to get you away from the house for awhile." Denise I don't feel like a surprise right now, I have something to tell you." Well, at least let me get your surprise taken care of. We can talk in the morning. OK?" All right," sighed Lynn. "I'll take a walk out to the cove." Perfect... and Lynn?"The. I put my hands on Patricia's tits and gently started massaging them until I got both nipples erect.I then continued caressing her tits with one hand (her smile telling me that I was doing that as she liked it). The other hand I slid down to her lower lips. I then started gently making circles around her clit with my fingers.I focused my attention on her eyes while I was doing this. I could tell that she was looking at me just as intensely. I thought that she was giving me the perfect hand job. Her hand claws at my head, pushing me further inside her. She smells so good, she tastes even better. I feel those sexy legs, reach around to grope her inner thighs. I feel her tighten, her walls close in, my tongue is a prisoner but is not willing to escape, she cums! My tongue orgasms.Standing up I slide into her, spreading her corridor open wide, remodeling the interior. Grabbing her I ride that MILF like it's the last thing I'll ever do. She's a talker, screaming "fuck" ever other.