I had a couple of nice orgasms with my feet out of the water and up on the side of the pool. As I was coming down from the second one I looked up and ...aw a young man that looked familiar.As soon as he said,“Hey Georgia, how are you?”It all came back to me, it was Tommy, the housekeeper’s son. “Is it okay if I go for a swim?”“Of course Tommy, I nearly didn’t recognise you, you’ve changed in the, what is it, 18 months since I’ve seen you.”“You haven’t Georgia, apart from your hair, it’s a lot. I looked at Martha and said “Looks like you got a mess to clean up. Cover yourself woman” and I turned and walked to the front of the house.I had already picked out the spot where I was going to bury the man and I was trying to figure out what to do with his horse when Martha came out of the bedroom. She had a mean look on her face and had the dead man’s revolver in her hand.“You just had to go and ruin things for me didn’t you. You walked out on me four years ago and when I finally get over. “God, darling, you smell so fantastic and it looks—shit, it looks so good I’ve gotta taste it. It’ll be my dessert. Who needs ice cream when I can eat a better cream here? Are you ready?”“Mmmmmm.”I rubbed my nose over the slit in her pubis, feeling her short pubic hairs tickle my nose, then opened my mouth over her whole vulva area and with the flat of my tongue, swiped the entire length of her slit, tasting the sweet, yet pungent fluids that were leaking from her body.“Aaaagggghhhh,” she. I have always lusted for her, ever since my brother met her. Even though back then I was just a little kid. Currently she is 29 years old, she has beautiful golden hair that goes down to the middle of her back, a little spot on her left cheek, an amazing figure, c-cupped breasts, and one of the best round asses I have ever seen. She looked like a goddess to me. As I admired her, my cock came to life and of course, it needed to be relieved. I went into her dressing room and grabbed on of her.