The two of them had even spent an evening or two at a private ch'teau pleasuring one another and discussing her husband. While it may be true that the...idle riche are hard to entertain with the right teacher they could learn to entertain to ones hearts content. She knew her son would need to know these things if he wad to find a proper bride and keep her happy at home.She sent a message to Anthony the house butler. "Send Wendy to my office at ten O'clock." Then smiled. The late morning would be. “Is it OK if I bring Ruth?”“It’s up to you, Sandy. You’re the one who’ll have issues, not me.”“She wants to come.”“Then bring her. I’ll see you soon.”I hung up and went back to my guests. I found Jessica, and she introduced me to Joey, her boyfriend. She’d met him at the Y where she was lifeguarding. I asked a question with my eyes and she smiled and nodded; she’d found her date for Tracey’s parties. I smiled and then went to find Krista and meet the guy who she’d brought. She introduced me to. ”“But I did give you so many hints. I was deliberately not being subtle. For the first few days, I was under the impression that you did not know. But then, no man could sleep through what was happening. Everything you did was to seduce me and attract me to your cock. And so I started giving you hints. The bindi in the mother-son sex story, the green light here.”She said this while putting her hand between us and cupping my cockhead. Then she devoured my lips again. She started chewing on them. Myskin felt positively electric. It seemed like my sense of touch wasmagnified! Her gentle drying was followed by a generous application ofsilky, lightly scented lotion which she gently massaged all over my skin.Once again, she smiled slightly as she made absolutely sure that adequatelotion was applied to my cock. Thank goodness she finally stopped andwrapped me up in a soft, fluffy robe. As we moved back into the bedroom, she indicated that I should sit on theedge bed. Once.