I was her muse, here to inspire her in the sexual art and her other endeavors, to protect her from the dangers of the world so she could focus on brin...ing beauty into the world.“You don’t know?” Sven said, his hands sliding up my body. He found my large breasts, squeezing and kneading them, his cock hard in my cum-filled pussy.“You made a promise to my mother. You know why I can’t do anything.” I looked over my shoulder at Sven, his blue eyes shot into mine. “You can’t have her adventuring with. We talked and dee said yes . all the papers were signed deed's were passed and then then jacked asked my wife to go up staires and taken everthin off , put on make up and her flat sandle's and come back down . she did I sit there in shock earl said ooowe look at this sweet pussy bubby . sam you see you little wife I said yes as the papers say you signed she ours until we pass on and she's yours again. you will get to fuck her but remind who's pussy it is .jack says lets go me, dee, ear, jack. The jeans were also green but not at all tight. I knew that I was going to be moving around in them and intended not to have them binding on me. I also wore a utility jacket from an army and navy store in Tryon. It was a little big only because they didn't come in a size as small as me. At least it they did that store didn't carry them.Since my last trip into the field, I had bought six feet of 18" wide green jersey cloth. I bought it to use as a head band and face cover. It was to be worn. She knew it was wrong, but the thrills far outweighed any danger.Anyway, what were the dangers? He was an intelligent, friendly, elder neighbour who was lonely after the death of his wife, and he obviously found Mary attractive and sexy. What was the harm in flirting with him a little, especially as Mary felt perfectly at ease in his company? As far as Mary was concerned, it was a wonderful interlude in her life and, if she were honest, she rather enjoyed being desired and flirted with.....yes,.