The key was there and I let myself in and took off my backpack with the change of clothes in. It felt kind of strange in there on my own. I could smel... Melanie’s perfume lingering in the hallway when I went in. It was lovely. I had a look round, something I hadn’t done when I’d been there before. I must say Melanie and Michael had good taste, not that I know much about quality furnishing and that. I only know what looks good, and the stuff looked good. They had some of those Dali things on the. The old man placed his hand against Olga's pussy and gently touched it. Olga let out a low soft moan. Olga moved her hips forward so the man had better access to her pussy. The man knew what Olga wanted so he pushed a finger into Olga's pussy.Olga reached down and grabbed the man by the wrist holding his hand in place. She wanted the man fingers deep inside of her. Being in public with people around made what was happening that much more exciting. Olga wished that her hubby was here to see. She shivered, despite herself, ‘I’m fine’ and trying to muster up what was left of her dignity she said ’You can put my foot down.’He had the grace to look slightly abashed as he let go of her ankle, she couldn’t let on to him that her feet where one of her erogenous zones and despite the pain of the sc****, his kneading had awakened an altogether different ache that at this point was making itself known throughout her groin.Trying to stand again, she slumped back with a small cry of. She offered me her hand and I shook it. She chuckled and said, “Not bad! You’re meeting your girlfriend’s mother for the first time but your palms are dry. You’ve got grit.”I chuckled at her remark because she’s so very wrong if she thinks I’m feeling confident. In all honesty I replied, “You have to be kidding! I’m scared to death!”She laughed and put her arm around my shoulder. She said, “You’ll do. Come on in for a minute before you run off with my daughter.”Kala exclaimed, “Mom!”Her mother.