I resumed licking her pussy. It started oozing its tasty syrup as it warmed up and filled with blood. I inched a finger into her pussy while my tongue...toyed with her clit. I pumped her gently, juicing up her pussy. Adding another finger into her pussy, I finger fucked her for a while. Then I knelt between her legs and pushed my hard cock into her. My bulbous head pushed her lips apart as it made its way into her molten core.I lunged back and forth, fucking the sleeping beauty. She humped back. ”, I moved my tongue around her clit, and her moans increased tenfold.“Yes, Danish. Eat my pussy like you’ve been hungry.”, she pushed my head into her pussy.I sucked her pussy, my hands squeezing her breasts, my tongue in her vagina.“Yes, don’t stop this. Please!”, she moaned.I ate her pussy like a hungry dog, and she enjoyed every minute of it.I scooped her into my arms and took her to my bedroom, She was naked and her eyes were fixated on my dick.She took it in her hands and put it in her. She just clucked her tongue and shook her head and drank her coffee. But what did she care? She had the day off, lucky her, and she wasn't going to be late for anything, except maybe a date with her vacuum cleaner since all she ever did on her days off was clean. She could be so psycho sometimes! Like she'd stepped out of a Good Housekeeping magazine or something. Her favorite, by the way, which really shows how hopeless Mom could be. I kept waiting for her to have a mid-life crisis so she'd. I did recognize Albert and Edna, distant cousins of Louise, who lived in Canada. It had been a long time since we had visited them. I waved at Albert, who held up his beer and continued to munch away on a bratwurst. Edna didn't even see me so I sat down by Fred and started chowing down."How's life treatin' ya, Fred?" I asked."Not bad, Dave, not bad. It's been an easy summer, and the next couple of weeks three of the cabins will be empty, so I'll probably be able to catch up on my boat a little.