Theysat on the back porch in the bright sunshine for a bit, sipping iced teas andtalking. "Want the grand tour?", he asked.She nodded. He pointed out ...he kitchen, the den, the bathroom, and then beganfor the upstairs. He passed a door that looked like it might have gone to abasement and Gwyn asked, "What's down there?" "Oh that,"and he waved his hand, "that's the basement, but it's an absolute wreck.Though I've been here a few years now, I never really have done anything withit, being away as. She stepped out of the last tangle of clothes, asking down at me, “Is this what you need?”“Oh, yessss,” I whispered, “Wooow.”Turning her to the side, I kissed her hip and reached my lips back to take in the flesh of her soft butt cheek a few times. I couldn't help but give it some licks, and I couldn't help but push my fingertips into her pussy hair.After attending to her lower half for a minute more, I stood, hands gliding around and behind her, feeling every inch of the warm, smooth skin that. We drove for 10 more minutes making small talk and laughing the whole time. I realized that Sara had not only gotten her amazing looks from her mom, but had also inherited her personality. We pulled up to my house and I thanked Sara’s mom and I moved to get out of the car. “Well young lady you better walk this young man to his door. You better not let this one get away” Sara hit her mom on the arm again, clearly more embarrassed by this joke than the previous one, and moved to follow me out of. She became quite adventurous sexually when aroused and even let me have anal occasionally which was fantastic.This story is linked with my mate Ray mentioned in previous stories who by this time was also married but we also used to see each other regularly, in fact we remained best mates and when the opportunity presented itself we would often pleasure each other and had many great adventures. Needless to say our wives didnt know about all our activities.One evening I went to rugby practice.