- ...- Can you please go on your knees, Sweety?- But...- There is no "but", don't worry.She places a pillow and I go on my knees.- Very good Sweety, y...u're comfy?- ... Yes...- Perfect.She goes on my back and caresses my neck... my shoulders... and along my arms. Suddenly, she pulls them at my back and handcuffs them with impressive agility.- Dia...- Shhh, it's ok Sweety... It's for you not to move, just relax.- ...She comes back in front of me and approaches her mouth to mine.- You're so sexy,. She was so wet and I inhaled her and licked her. I gained a little composure and began to flick my tongue over her sublime pussy."Oh god John that’s so good!” she said.I loved her taste, and the taboo of knowing she tasted exactly like her daughter was making me even more aroused. There were a million thoughts going through my head, but the ones most clear were of comparisons with her daughter, my ex-wife of twelve years. As I felt her begin to rock against my tongue I knew she was getting to. “I need some special attention,” she beckoned, as she pushed the cover and sheets to the side, sprawling out completely naked on the bed.I didn’t waist any time. I stripped out of my bathing suit. I gently massaged her man-made enhancement, which were very responsive to my touches. She hummed her approval. I walked my fingers down her flat stomach to her pubic area. She giggled as I playfully teased her by walking my fingers back to her breasts.She spread her legs and dipped her fingers into. "Mr. Reece sat at my table and enquired of our names and interests in a kindly and friendly manner. I began to wonder how true the stories I'd heard were but the sight of the tawses kept me uneasy. The noise level rose a little during the meal and towards the end Royston, a rather plump boy, shouted across to our table, "Hey Janet, toss the extra bread over gal!" Immediately Miss Collins and Mr. Thompson, who were both on his table, stood up and ordered Roy to his feet.The room went silent..