You read what the buttons are marked and what the screen says and she can do your thinking for you." You're just all kinds of help. What's the matter?...Can't find any kittens to run over or flies to pull the wings off of?" No, nothing like that. I miss Alicia and Jenny." They're OK aren't they?" They're fine. It's been three weeks now. Her mother slipped on some ice and broke her hip and her arm. She lost her father a couple of years ago and there's nobody to help her mother out. She figured. We went to her balcony and were standing there chit chatting when I noticed her bra and panty drying there.She then started to walk inside. I told her you to go and I will be there in a moment saying that want to make a phone call. I took her bra and panty and smelled it. Trust me it was smelling awesome and that gave me a hard-on. I hide my tool and went inside and reached dinner table where she was waiting for me. Her backless blouse made me madderShe served the dinner and we started with it.. The garment was crotchless, her pussy lips pinkish red and inviting. On her feet she wore stilettos.Kneeling beside the bed, Mom accepted my seven-inch stiffy as I rolled over onto my side so I was right on the edge of the bed. As she sucked on my erection, Mom slipped her shoes off, then climbed onto the bed, presenting her bare arse globes to my face and lowering her upper body to once more take my cock into her mouth.I inhaled the musky scent of her sex and for the very first time in my life. Paul said, “That's your business. I am so pleased with you and Val. I have a superb life with the two of you. I know that you will give Ann a lot of pleasure.” It was now eleven thirty. Paul sent Kay a WhatsApp message which read, “Hi Kay, I have a craving for an Indian meal tonight. May I invite you to join me and I hope that you enjoy an Indian?Regards Paul.” A minute later Paul’s phone beeped, there was a message from Kay which read, “Paul darling, I accept your very gracious invitation..