I stopped in her family room to page through the scrapbook photos of her and her daughter Connie, and was tempted to relieve myself then, and leave, b...t the thrill of knowing her soft curvy body was a few steps away caused me to go on. I stepped into her room and stood quietly. Her capri pants, blouse, bra, and heels were neatly placed on a dressing table. Gloria was laying diagonally across her large bed, sound asleep on her stomach, with her legs slightly apart. She was naked except for what. Steve raised a brow when he spotted it, but then he quickly turned his attention back on her face.Now his eyes were drifting toward the gap where the big shirt she was wearing was unbuttoned. She had on one of his white button-down shirts. It fit her like a short dress, but she only had a couple of the buttons fastened. Underneath she was wearing a tight, white tank top, very low cut with spaghetti straps, without a bra, and white yoga shorts.The tank top and shorts were for her father. The. She slid further down, dragging her tongue through her mother's damp pubic bush. The large brown bush tickled her nostrils as her tongue had zeroed in on her mother's clit, and as she first touched it, her mother's groin slammed into her face and her mother's yelled. Britney grabbed her mother by the hips to keep her down as she flicked and rubbed her tongue into her mother's sensitive cunt button. Legs were flailing around her head as she pushed her mother's buttons."Relax mom. Spread your. He calls and makes reservations at a small Italian restaurant on the way. Your attention switches from the late evening scenery and back to the man who has brought you here. He is so different this weekend. Maybe, just maybe things are different. The trip is quick back to the cottage. He opens the door for you and asks if you would like to go first in freshening up. You decide to take him up on that, and go into the bathroom. You listen for sound and hear a slight rumbling while undressing. It.