As good a time as any, I decided, feeling reasonably healthy and hopefully randy. Felicity let me in with a half-shuttered lamp in one hand and a full...-cocked pistol in the other. She put the pistol down and placed a finger to her lips."I'm glad you finally came, took you long enough, thought I was going to have to send out an invitation. Ivy and the boys are in the cellar," she whispered "asleep, I hope, and there's a British captain in my bed. I was going to shoot him if he woke. Must be. I was an altar boy at her husband’s funeral six years ago and then I’ve done yard work at her house a bunch of times since then. We became friends.”“I would have thought there was some other connection. You’re walking her down the aisle. Her dad would have done if he hadn’t died, and it’s supposed to be a male relative.”“Jennie told me she only had one male blood relative, an uncle that she didn’t like. We were good friends too, so she asked me. Who walked her down the aisle with Jim?”“Her mom.. She’s a bombshell wearing satin gown nightwear covering up to thighs with a cut at cleavage.She might be in her early 30’s.i was dumbstruck ,looking at the beauty.I thought,she might belong to Eastern part of India(may be Bengal),with white complexion,good Curves at right locations.We exchanged the pleasantries.In the meanwhile,the maid came offered us water and told that she will be leaving as her work was completed.She said okay and sat cross-legged.I can see her pink color lingerie and my. Now they’re on her clit. Sliding down the center of her pussy. Gently pushing against her inner lips. Moving to the outer lips. I can’t believe what I’m seeing! She’s spreading her pussy now! A pink butterfly. So hot! Yes baby, open up! Open up for me! My heart is pounding. My dick is getting hard. She starts running her fingers up and down her clit dipping them into her pussy. She’s getting wetter by the minute. I can hear the sound of her wet pussy lips being massaged by her fingers. Circles.