.the dilemma ensued in her mind. She left the woods and set off for Tan’s place.She parked up at the cottage and let her dog into the garden, found ...he key where Tan had left it and let herself in, she walked into the kitchen and called for the dog…no dog! She looked in the living room... no dog, she then went up the stairs and found a door ajar and walked in. This must be Tan’s bedroom and the dog was fast asleep on the bed, she sat on the bed and woke the dog up…”some guard dog you are” the. I withdrew my dick a bit and pushed forward again. Mother stayed still. I was not understand why she is behaving this. I knew she was not turned on. So I removed my dick and began to lick her pussy like a dog. I began to nibble her clitoris.She began to moan as her juice started. She started to get turned on as she brought her legs to my head as I ate her. She was having an orgasm. Then I crept above her. She smiled at me, giving that lovely smile and guided my angry dick inside her wet pussy.. . .her long black hair shining in the dim light as it framed a the delicate features and creamy complexion of her face. Her shorty nightie momentarily moulded itself to her body as she moved from the bed. From behind her ass was exquisite . . .not the narrow ass of the fashion models but, rather, softly turned and proportioned, one that was very erotic and made for the sex act. In the few seconds before she passed into the bathroom I indulged myself and looked at her. ..I lusted after her! I. The shop girl moved towards Di and soon they were in a full on embrace we could see their tongues penetrating each other’s mouth’s. As we watched getting all worked up the shop girl who we later on learned was called Chantal, ran her hands over Di’s body till they touched her bra covered breasts and sliding around the straps unloosened it and eased it from her letting it fall to the floor. We couldn’t just watch any longer and were soon almost as stripped as Chantal and Di. Di not one to let.