I had been looking forward to the solitude of the mountains all week and relished the thought oftwo days away from the office. I adjusted my backpack,...picked up my walking stick and set off atan easy gait. Being the oldest woman employee of an old law firm . I needed some time for myself, and for thatreason this weekend of climbing would take my mind off the sometimes boring humdrum of theweekly grind.While the Skanderna mountains is no Pikes Peak, they can quickly tucker you out if you're. If you're going to wank off over me you should see the object of your fancy!" she snapped as she pulled aside the damaged knickers exposing the whole of her fat ginger haired cunt. The lips were gaping open and fluid was beginning to bead at the bottom of her slit. My mother was turned on!! But I wasn't. I needed to close my eyes again. "Don't you dare close your eyes" she said, "You don't need to dream it. Its here. You want to fuck don't you? So fuck my pussy! get down on your knees and put. My body began to shake wildly as his tongue darts in and out of my ass, and his fingers fucked my wanting pussy harder, "Ahhhh oooooooh lover……I want your cock deep in my ass, fuck my ass Bob!"Bob took the sunscreen and lubed his hard cock then spreads my cheeks slowly guiding its head inside my asshole, holding it for a moment letting my ass adjust to its enormous size. "Oh my Kandie your so fucking tight... shall I go on?" I do not want to hurt you."I pushed my hips toward Bob feeling his. I was met at airport by the Managing Director who took me directly to the person who had agreed to put me up for three months. She was the widow of a director who had died some four months previously, from cancer. She took us into her house, which by Jersey standards, was large. It stood by itself and had a short driveway. The widow's name was Jeanette and she was French. Her husband had been a director of many offshore companies as well as running his own wine business. They had met when he.