Mum always wore her dressing gown over her underwear while having breakfast so not to spill anything on her work suits. “Morning darling” she said...as if nothing had happened, “Did you sleep well last night?”“Like a log”“I knew you would” mum said, “Men always do after what happened” Now I was feeling a little embarrassed“Sorry mum, I couldn’t stop what happened”“I know darling, Did it feel nice” mum askedI nodded slowly, knowing I had the feeling of another hardon coming "I could tell from the. I went inside the washroom to face my wash and she went into the other room where my bags were.When I went inside the other room, she was bending and putting all the stuff inside the bag, I could clearly figure out the size of her ass and was also able to see her waist which was so smooth and white like milk.I got a boner and thought to try and see if she is still interested in me or not, I went near her ass and slightly touched her, she did not move or hesitated, so I went a little closer and. The living room was down a corridor from the dining room, and it was a huge room, about twenty-four feet square, and divided into two sections by an archway supported by two columns. It must have been pretty grand in its day, and the far wall had a row of windows that looked out onto the veranda, with french doors leading out there. The veranda went around three sides of the house, and if you walked out through the french doors, you could walk to the front door of the granny flat at the side of. “Yes,” she breathed. He grabbed her left leg and she rested it on his right shoulder, while he positioned his penis and put it in again. Within seconds he was pounding her like before, and similarly she was arching her back and gripping the sheets. His hands found their way to her shoulders, giving him ample way to go harder and faster. Loud slapping sounds filled the air.“Matty, you are fucking amazing! Don’t stop!”One of his hands now held her throat and squeezed round it. She reacted by.