“All but Mrs. Chapman. I remember she’s got ninja skills.”I quickly ate the two hotdogs, smacking my lips and licking my fingers, as my mature p...sse stepped away.I drank ... no, I slammed another water, and was ready for the second half of the evening. I think it’s about time to overhaul the show ... not necessarily tonight, but to break it into an evening of “What the hell is Michael going to do next?”After getting the word from my brother-in-law, we started up, with Mary Mitchell and Julie. I could see mom raising her legs in the pleasure of a kiss. He then turned mom’s back towards him, bent down, and inserted his hand inside her petticoat. He pulled out her pink color, thong panty.He lifted her petticoat, made her bend down a little, and smacked on her big fair butts. She was making moans. He then bent down and started to lick her love hole. She was making a plethora of moans. She looked starved for years. He then got her up, removed her blouse, and unhooked her bra.He grabbed. So many wrong things and unnecessary constraints she had never realized until they had become practically invalid, only lingering in the heads of those who had stood under their command for too long.The first few weeks she had spent in the abanonded parts of the city and out here in the wilderness had allowed her to come to terms with being naked, which sounded weird even to herself looking back now. Sure no one could have stopped her from being naked at least in her own home, but for some. We finished the smoke and picked up our drinks to go back inside and I made no effort to hide my erection pushing the front of my tatty shorts and with Vikki not going back to work until tomorrow we had the rest of the afternoon and evening to build on our relationship and as she had this fixation for pubic hair I decided to play on it a little.I sat in my chair with Vikki on the sofa opposite with her knees up under her chin giving me a great view of her tight bilging panties and as we sipped.