Rachel let us in and shouted “Hello?” which brought her mother out of the living room. Now I had seen her mother at school functions as a youth an... had admired her mature beauty. It was obvious whence Rachel had her looks.She swiftly moved to embrace her daughter, then turned to me with a broad smile.“Mum, this is Rod,” Rachel said.“Pleased to meet you Roderick,” she said holding out a hand to shake.“It’s a pleasure to meet you too, Mrs Grantham,” I replied taking her hand and shaking. As her feminine features came into view his pulse rapidly began to increase. The lips tightly closed as a form of protection and the jewel hidden from sight. He stepped back and took hold of himself as he stroked himself. He didn't was to cum too soon but the sight before him was taking him to the edge.Reluctantly letting go, he climbed up next to her and lay on his side to watch her. She seemed oblivious to his presence as she lay on her back in a sleep trance. He reached out to stroke her. I kissed her cum soaked lips and our tongues played with each other and the contents of her mouth. It was so sensual that whatever limpness had started to happen was cancelled. I told her that she was great, and that she had pleased me greatly. “Oh, Chris, that really was my pleasure, you know, and that is really what I wanted to do to please you.” I felt it really was, and that we were back on track from where we had been the previous week. “You do, Amy, more than I can tell you. Now what did. “Of course it is hun,” I replied smiling while setting my bags on the kitchen counter. “And don’t worry you are not in trouble.”“I’m, I’m not?”“No your not. Now please, do will you do me a favor and get the rest of the bags from the car, will you?” I asked. While I was speaking to my son I looked over to Betty and the whole time I was speaking she was just sitting with this smile on her face. Her fingers had replaced my son’s tongue between her legs, rubbing, stoking her pussy and every now and.