If Mom was cooking she might wear a robe or just an apron, but usually on the weekend we just didn’t bother to put on any clothes.On the Saturd...y morning I want to talk about I walked naked down the stairs to see what was for breakfast. As I went past the door to the living room I saw Mom bending over the coffee table looking at the TV Guide. She was wearing a silk, shorty robe; in fact, it was so short that I was staring at her bare ass. A beautiful ass it was, and still is, plump and. “Mmmmmm that’s nice still riding his cock Brian flipped Sandy over so he was now in between her legs, and started to fuck her hard, Sandy was wild, wrapping her legs around his waist she dug her nails into his arse making sure he was as deep as could be, “come on fuck me with your big cock, I’m a dirty whore and need cock” as Brian slammed his cock in and out of her pussy, sucking hard on her nipples Sandy screamed out more orgasms, pulling out Brian told her to get on her knee’s “fuck me arse”. . when a familiar voice hailed me."Ahoy, young Pecan, what brings you here this afternoon?"Squiffy Sanders as he lives and breathes, to name just two of his less salubrious habits."I thought you'd be at home with a pint or two of your home brew after seeing to cook, blowed if I know how you can find the energy after her cooking."Oh, come on now, her cooking's fine though I'll admit that stew and dumplings followed by spotted dick and custard isn't really the thing for a hot summers day."Oh. I hoped you’d let me give you the guided tour.’ ‘So you’re still talking to me after I said you were, ah, good looking.’ There was a nasal wheeze. Maybe she’d laughed. ‘Actually, it’s the nicest thing anyone said in a while,’ she allowed ‘Yeah, but it didn’t impress your Professor.’ She didn’t take the bait. Still, I met her that afternoon outside the Palazzo degli Uffizi and of course she looked a million dollars, absolutely heart stopping. She flashed a guide’s badge which took us past the.