Moving his three dozen or so mules was once again a task for the railroads, but Clifton's location on the Tennessee River made moving the animals by b...rge much cheaper and easier, so their trip started out a little bit the wrong direction, headed down the Tennessee to Florence, Alabama before beginning the railroad leg.We spent several days in and around Clifton, mostly arranging to pay for the various legs of the trip he was going to have to make and helping him stock up on supplies. He was. The couch felt wet underneath her as he kept doing that, until finally she allowed her pussy to contract and her thighs quivered. A wonderful spurt of cunt juice splashed onto Kevin's tongue, and he felt proud of himself for making his mother cum."That was very nice, dear," Linda said, panting a bit. "You should do that for Kelly whenever she sucks you off." Gladly!" Kevin ran his tongue across her pussy one last time, and even touched her asshole with it. Linda jumped a bit, amazed at how good. Suddenly I was a bit jealous of Angie. I’d been making most of the running, and I was so fucking horny again by then. I’ll always say this for my mate, she does catch on quick, and she makes up her mind quickly too.“Oh fuck it Claire, let’s just go to bed for Christ’s sake. We might as well do this properly.”“Oh Angie… I could kiss you!” I crowed, bless her heart.“You can do that when we’re in bed.” She said, and she wasn’t being funny.She pulled my foot out of her snatch, and it made a soft,. She parted the crowd and had selected me to join her. I was free of my chaperone, what threat would there be from such a well-cultured, older woman? "Would you like to find your way through the maze?" she asked me."I have never been through these gardens." I looked at the darkened topiaries hesitantly. I had heard that the gardens at this particular home were spectacular at any time of the day. I had not been able to wander the maze yet and I had longed to have such a quiet solitary.