Let’s just forget this, Mom. I hope you are not angry with me.Mona: Come on, Ayan. Not at all. I was never angry at you. I am just sorry about this ...hole thing. I could have avoided this. Sorry, okay!Ayan: Please, Mom. No! Please don’t say sorry. It is not your fault. I am to be blamed. I should have been more careful. I should have been able to tell you what it was. I should not have acted so shy and confused you. That is what worsened the situation. I will be more open and straight forward. It didn't go as smoothly as it had for Katherine; for one thing, when The Kitten wasn't grabbing at the spoon, she was reaching toward my breasts. She knew the schedule. We got a jar of fruit and a significant amount of cereal down, however. The mess was much less than it had been previous times. I cleaned her up and cuddled with her for ten minutes before handing her over to Katherine. "Come to Grandma Brennan, dear," she cooed. The Kitten had very little quilt time that morning. Her. Have . . .” I could feel myself sliding my legs apart and drop onto my elbows as I bent over the counter. He found my clit and had the perfect touch - God he knew my body. “Ohhh. . . .Stop.” But I didn’t move as I began to grind my puss into his hand. “Hungry tonight little girl?” I could hear his zipper open and then feel his hard cock pressing between my legs. “If you’re going to do it, then hurry!” I held myself still for him lifting my ass into the air. My head was down on the counter,. I pulled into a parking area near a spur where there are a few nature trails to choose from. It was shady and a cool breeze was coming through the window. It wasn't long before an SUV pulled in and the occupant, a middle-aged man, about in his early 60's, got out to walk on the trail. I adjusted my sunglasses and then plumped up my lips a little more in the mirror. I was startled suddenly when the gentleman appeared at my car window and asked if I was looking for company. I jumped at first.