He hefted the coffee pot to see if any was left. He pulled a cup down from the cupboard and filled it. Taking a seat at the table across from his moth...r, he frowned. She looked strained, worried.“What’s wrong?” he asked.“Work. Some papers came across my desk for Ranger Myers and our timber sales and roads people. Something’s wrong. Very wrong. I think something big and upsetting is going to happen in the Virginian Ridge area.”“What sort of papers, Mom?”“There’s an order for a timber inventory. This time Sean dropped the book on to his cock immediately. He turned and sat on the side of the bed. Colleen's outfit was a white, semi-sheer Merry Widow and panty with stockings and white fuck-me pumps. It reminded him of Tim Curry's outfit in 'Rocky Horror Picture Show' but with skimpier panties. Sean got rid of the book before it did any more damage. Colleen's areoles were visible through the material and more than a few wisps of pubic hair poked out from the front panel of the. Now I leaped on her and started licking her boobs one at a time while massaging the other. Then I pulled down her petticoat. To my surprise, she didn’t have her panty on (she had removed it when she went to the bathroom earlier).Her most sacred hole was pinkish and shining. She had trimmed her pubic hair. I took my face near her pussy and kissed the outer lips of her sweet hole. I started kissing and licking her pussy, gradually increasing my pace. She moaned and said “Ahhh Arjun! Keep licking. But then it felt kind of good because she had spent the past three weeks waking up and putting on her best clothes and full make up. Her pretty almond eyes had no definition without the mascara she usually wore, but she had figured she was in for a long day of tears, and so she had left it and the sheer red lip gloss she usually put on her beautifully wide lips sitting on the vanity of the sink without putting it on. She took her mid back length weaved hair hair out of it’s holder and combed a.