“Well she is. She’s okay, but her partner looks like an escapee from a Gulag”“At least her metaphor’s are educated, Cheryl” I said“I thi...k you mean simile’s” said Fred with a tone of superiority. I laughed, I was sure she was right; grammar was not my strongest ability, I admitted. “No, that’s fu-”“FRED! Enough!” said Cheryl, though she was laughing a lot as she said it. “Oh dear, I think my little girl has grown up.”“Does that mean I can have s-”“No!” Cheryl and I said and then all three of us. I was about to head back and see how Mom was doing, but decided to take a bottle of wine back with me.I walked back in and Mom seemed to have relaxed some, at least her breathing was back under control though the chisel was twitching in her shitter which was very strange to see. I took my time pouring a glass of wine and took a long, savoring sip, before I walked back between her legs. She was still working on relaxing her sphincter which explained why the chisel was moving, but the whole area. Along with the fucking pearls. Her cute, shapely ass was totally bare as I turned her around again. I moved Ann over to the steps to the second floor and got her to kneel down on the first step while she leaned her elbows on the third step. I was just enchanted with Ann’s ass and she knew it. She spread her knees and put her head down on the steps. I spread her ass cheeks apart and saw the moisture already forming on her pussy lips. I licked her vulva until the inevitable moaning began. It was. Its been everything I could do not to let him notice just how much I wanted him. Almost fully recovered Trey pulled me close and our height difference became obvious I was just tall enough to lean my head against his chest. Kissing the top of my head he looked down at me and said Damn boy that has got to be the best ass I have ever fucked. Your so tight and hot inside that my dick didn’t want to leave. He leaned down and planted his lips against mine and gave me one of the deepest soul kisses I.