The soft leather felt good on my tired body. Elsa gunned it and off we went. I could not help but notice her legs as she drove thru traffic. Her skirt...was hiked up to show the just a hint of the top of her stockings, black lace. That was Elsa, always dressed for success. She always wore business power suits. She was all business. The family found it funny when that movie came out and they had Elsa the ice queen. They must have modeled that character after my mother in-law. I could never. Then he lay on his back and looked into the sky. Jasmine joined him, a little hesitantly. This, she thought, was the point where he was going to see what he could make her do. Well, yes and no. He put his arm around her, supporting her head, but he just talked for a while. Then he paused and told her how beautiful she looked in that dress, wearing that big white hat. She wanted to compliment him too, but the words would not come. She was not used to being told a thing like that when it not only. Well, can I? Ah, OK, sure, fine. She grabbed them and started feeling them all over. Feeling foolish standing there letting a woman feel my tits I stammered, Uh, you see, Paul was right. She remained quiet and pinched my nipples gently, at first, but harder to the point that I winced. Oh, Im sorrow honey. Let Doris kiss them and make them all better. Before I knew it she was kissing, licking, and sucking my big tits. Doris, I stammered as I pulled away, please dont. Why sweetie? Doesnt it feel. He must have been half hard the whole time. "Did you cum!" He muttered and rolled off her, throwing the condom on the floor. Morgan kissed him and told him it was nice. She didn't really answer the question. If he did notice this fact, he made no effort to ask again, and was snoring soon after. Morgan was left with a dilemma. For one, she was extremely horny. Sex had not scratched that itch. Second, she had to pee. Either way, she was going to have to go back downstairs and through the den to.