.earth.....meaning a vast selection of earth products'' looking over at me you smile, that smile I love so much and return your smile, starting to eat...we begin to talk more freely and happily about everything from world politics to the weather and before long we were onto a main meal of a simple spinach lasagna still happily talking we finished with a desert of a white chocolate panna cotta with stewed strawberries, and coffee still joking back and forth teasingly your mood seemed to lift after. She could taste his mouth and it was a strange kind of closeness. Yet, his familiar toothpasty kisses had an odd way of saying ‘I love you’ like no other words. Two years was too soon. ‘We can try new things in bed,’ she had offered, when he didn’t kiss her like that anymore. She went to the lingerie store and bought a few strange things she’d never considered before. Thongs. Belts. Knee high socks. Ruffled feathery god-knows-whats! No more of those granny undies for her, anymore! Anything for. She felt Dianne's middle finger slip into her fuckhole.Tess sighed and shuddered. Her body was wracked with convulsing quivers. Her legs flinched and a grunt escaped her throat but was stopped short by the mound of her mother's tit.Slowly, her mother's finger slipped inside Tess's waiting pussy. It felt rough and scratchy against the only slightly wet cunt walls. But it felt good, and it filled up her empty cunt just right.She wriggled her ass, rotating her pussy around her mother's finger.. We spent a couple of hours teaching Mary all the English swear words and insults we knew and getting a veritable dictionary of French profanity in return.We cooked some steak for lunch then Mary and I headed down to the shops. I picked up a few postcards of the mountains backed by spectacular sunsets and one of a marmot. Mary said she wanted to pick up a few 'woman things' so I took the hint and headed back to the apartment.There was no sign of Chelsea in the lounge, so I went to my room to.