He had told her about the serious work he was doing, but she was more interested in the porn stories, admitting that they were excellent and always tu...ned her on. As they talked, she again felt those familiar stirrings in her pussy and moved closer to him, her thigh pressing tightly against his. Trina reached for his hand under cover of the table, the wrap-around skirt enabling her to pull it to one side easily for quick and easy access. Placing his hand on her bare thigh, she leaned closer to. They were so big that she always had a pullu, and thick ones. She was very clever in covering them up and had never let me have a good glance in the 8 years of me being with her daughter.Back to the story and I entered and there was my mother in law wearing a lace back top, with her navel showing, her bottoms were loose but they were worn so low, I could tell all hairs were removed. Her boobs were on show and for the first time I got a glimpse, they were massive and today must have been my. For a full ten minutes, his tongue ran up and down over the white lace of my panties, teasing my swollen pussy lips through them. Then his tongue moved to my inner thighs, switching from one to the other, as he moved my panties to one side. I heard him groan softly as he saw my glistening wet pussy lips, pink and glowing, waiting for his first contact. By now Mike had put the camera down and was stripped off himself and was crossing the room towards us. I smiled up at him as he stood at. . and heard the sound again. He was becoming irritated. He moved through the house turning on lights, listening for the sound, trying to identify from whence it issued. But it seemed omnidirectional. He assumed a plains Indian crouch and moved his head slowly from side to side using the space between his ears as the base of a vector triangle and the sound came again. But from whence it came he knew not. Now that the problem had assumed more serious proportions Patrick thought he might as well.