My own feelings about Sam became a bit muddled that week. We spent the week showing each other love and passion. Mom stopped blushing when she saw our...play. She pretended to be annoyed but Sam and I knew she was not. She did tell me that Sam said I had given her several orgasms each time we fucked, On Thursday we returned to the Tex-Mex place and again had a fine late lunch. Sam had one glass of wine each day for a week so she was her normal hilarious self at the restaurant not her drunk. . please, Kelley." His expression was contorted, the same I had seen when he and Danny were in the middle of a spat in the tree house. He wasn't nine years old any longer, but his face looked the same."Am I doing it right?" YES!" he shouted.I smiled and resumed my efforts, knowing that I was in control. Phillip praised me, telling me I was the best and begging me not to stop. I was so worked up that I let him cum in my mouth.Phillip sat down with his bare ass on the floor. I ran to the bathroom. ”They crept out, past the empty cottages and along to the big hut at the end of the path. It was all dark and quiet, but there was just enough moonlight to see where they were going, as their eyes adjusted. The brown wooden hut loomed up.There was an ordinary door and it was locked.“Let’s look round,” said her mum.They did a slow circuit round the building, through the weeds. It was all rather neglected. There was a back door, but it was locked too. The windows were all closed, and had little. The beauty of the one place I had never seen entranced me, just like her breasts had a short time ago. Her vagina was surprisingly compact, especially for a woman of forty, almost as if it had never been touched. The lips were small along with her clitoris, which had already popped out of its hood, and her dark red pubic hair, which appeared brown in the feint yellow glow of a nearby lamp, was trimmed neatly. She didn't give me much time to stare, as she quickly got back on the couch,.