Hi Al why don't you call me Tina. Tina sat down close to me. Before I could adjust she leaned into me, her perfume was breath taking, her lips gently ...ouched mine. What would you like to do first Al ?I could barely speak, I don't know, let me look at you a bit. Tina stood up and slowly turned then with a little movement gave me a great ass shot. Facing me she rubbed her panties and moaned saying I was making her hard, would I like to see ?Please... show me your cock. It was smooth, light in. . give it to me hot and hard. He slowed down and then lay on me --- he was finished – his cock felt softer but it was still inside me. I assume still leaking his cum into me. I had given him a good time and he had obviously enjoyed it – and so had I, really enjoyed it... the best fuck I had had in a very long time ..... probably one of the best ever.We rested still locked together his penis still inside my vagina for about a minute or two – we were both out of breath. Then he pulled out. I. But in the back of my mind, I was very curious to find out what’s cooking in their heads. I was also wondering if my mother-in-law has shared something with her daughter (my sister-in-law) too.I was thinking how embarrassing it would be for me once she finds out. However, I noticed that throughout the breakfast my sister-in-law was hitting on me on and off. She was gazing her eyes at me discreetly. She was making me very curious and uncomfortable.On the other side, my face was being a center of. The moth’s mate had to be the bravest man he had ever seen to dare set foot in a village full of strangers. It didn’t really matter if he didn’t have feet. Baltin rose, took a detour to empty his bladder and not draw attention, and then approached the guests. He could only hope the rest of the village would remember what Rebekka had been like when she had first arrived, and would show due consideration when they discovered the guests. ‘Hello there,’ said Baltin and waved, when he was ten paces.