She probably enjoyed saying it too much. She winked at the waitress who broke into a real laugh.Waitress: Well, he do look that way now that you menti...n it. So what y'all going to have?May: If you have a breakfast special, I'll have that.Mike: The bitch boy will have the special with black coffee and some information.Waitress: What kind of information?Mike: Did you know Sylvia Porter?Waitress: Course I knowed Miss Sylvia. Everybody round here knowed her. Best damn Sheriff we ever had.May: So. I poured each of us a glass of white wine (the only sort to have in a hotbath (according to the "Law of Amy') Mum opened the chocolates and putthem where we could all get to them, saying "I want the box finishedalong with the wine - understand girls"We settled back sipping wine and chatting away, for her age andconsidering she had born two children mum's breasts were still quite firmand young looking.The conversation got around to me, with mum telling me that when the ideawas first proposed she. Up went her jeans in a flash. They fit tightly enough for me to admire the soft surfaces where her pudgy tummy and full thighs enjoyed an amicable acquaintance. The animal was clearly friendly and I had to move him out of the way when he suddenly shoved his snout into her snatch. He put it right back again."At least he has good taste!" she laughed, good-naturedly pushing the panting protruding proboscis from her pungent pubic perfection.What a typically Rikki thing to say. She was so completely. I began to lick the spillage off both Thomas cheeks and Patrice’s shaft. Monique worked her head in there and was licking from the other side. Thomas cock began to shoot all over the rest of us. Monique let go of his cock and he started wanking himself off to finish the job. He continued to suck cock.I felt Monique’s hand slide up and between my legs. She found my clit and just from the first touch, I came. I could not remember being this worked up in a long time. I wanted more and more and.