It was the atmosphere that attracted Amy, she seldom purchased anything, and when she did it was always a dried bunch of colourful posies as she did a... a c***d.The stalls and the shops never changed much, yet every now and then Amy would discover a new quaint place and spend hours rummaging through all the nic nacs. Amy noticed a new shop with unusual clothing in the window; her inquisitive nature led her to the door. "Good morning dear, do come in," The shopkeeper said. Amy smiled at the old. No need to wait for him."After dinner, the boys helped their mother to clear and wash up the dishes. Their eyes hardly left her body. Their mother's back was completely bare except for the shorts covered inner halves of her delightful buttocks.Dan asked, "Mom, may I hug you from behind while you wash the dishes?" Then who is going to dry them?"Ben answered, "We'll take turns, mom. I'll dry the first item you wash, then I'll hug you and Dan can dry the next item you wash... and so on." All right. Parts of this story are true, parts of it are what may come in the future..but we shall see***this is my first story**One cold December day, after browsing many different profiles on a Christian Dating site, I came across one, that, just for some reason caught my eye. Now this, Juliet, seemed to be an interesting gal. While she did not have very much information on her profile, I decided to sent her a smile anyways. Unbeknown to me at the time that this would be the first start to a Beautiful. She put her boobs down on the top and I took her from behind. Mary had been fingering herself under the table for the last couple of rounds, so she was very wet. I entered her and went to work. It didn't take long Mary was very excited. I plowed her from behind until her pussy contracted around my cock in orgasm. She was moaning very loudly. But Jennie said she needed proof that Mary wasn't faking. Mary took Jennies hand and put it on her dripping pussy and Jennie said that she was convinced..