When she came in the cabin she said “hi Megan, I expected everybody to be out with the cattle. Are you here by yourself?”“Yah mom, Jake and Kell...y left around 6:30 this morning. I wanted to wait and talk to you before we joined them.”“Sure Megan, what’s on your mind?”“I don’t really know how to say this, but here goes; I think I’m pregnant.”“I’m not really surprised honey.”“You knew about Jake and me?”“Sweetie, what kind of mother would I be if I didn’t know what was going on in my own house. I. I spoke French at a very poor schoolboy level at age fifteen, so that was twenty-seven years ago. So I don’t feel I can really comment. I’ll have to let you be my guide.’ ‘Guide? Guide to where?’ asked Anne. ‘Paris, of course. I’ve got piles of Annual Leave left – how about you?’ ‘Hmm! I can make a long weekend sometime, but not right now – I’m still up to my eyeballs in that damn chip. But once I can get free, you can take me to Paris, and I’ll show you around.’ She said the last phrase in. Then she spread her legs open wide and Kea saw that beautiful flower oozing dew all over.“That… is… awesome. Open it, open it for me.”Dena flipped her lips open. Kea could almost see that precious clit throbbing with heat. Dena opened a bit more and the rose, yummy vagina exposed its shiny, moist inside.“Oh my god, Dena, that is the Flower of Paradise! Pamper it, touch it, answer its call for pleasure watching mine…” And Kea tore off her panties, squatting down and showing off her precious. The stranger slowly moved his hips behind her, his hands forcing her body to move with his. He pulled her ass back into his crotch and grinded her onto him. Her pulse quickened, matching the beat of the music as he ran his large strong hands down the length of her body, drawing her dress up slightly as they ran back up. His fingers caressed the soft skin of her thighs and she sighed into herself, feeling too drunk to stop the stranger from touching her. Then he was turning her body, until she.