And touching." She intoned in a low voice, as she continued stroking.--"Like this... --Like this... --And like this"Jody's words had a rich musical li...t that resonated with quiet insistence as she used it to seduce the young girl."It's lovely when I do that with my hand isn't it? It feels so nice when another person touches you in a special way." She murmured as she massaged her palm into her flesh, warming the pale young skin as she fondled her way along. "You have such pretty legs Mary," she. “What kind of soup do you want to get?”“I want to look at some of the ingredients,” she said even as he bent down to look.As he stood back up, she bent down and looked at some of the soups labels then she grabbed a few from the lower shelf, staying bent over to read the instructions. She could feel the cool breeze on her bare underside.She could see Jon’s legs as he backed up. She didn’t need to see his eyes to know they were glued to her ass. She stayed like this for almost five minutes to. I used my hands to brace my back as Ifollowed my husband and waddled back to bed.I eased myself into bed and positioned a pillow under my belly. Mydangling tits gently swayed as they hung from my chest. I released asoft moan as I felt my husband's hands reach under my tits and give thema quick squeeze. A moment later I felt my husband enter me. I moanedlustily as his cock slipped inside me. His hands roamed all over myripe curves and I could feel my boobs slap together with each thrustfrom. That's Susan and Sonia in the other photo. Life was wonderful for the next two years."Then my father was in an accident at work. He was pig-headed and didn't take enough care. I watched the machine pull him in and mangle his arms and head. He survived for two days in a coma and died."My mother went to pieces; she was a wreck, and she didn't get any better. They were deeply in love all their lives together. I was all she had and so I had to look after her while running the factory. I neglected.