Like mother, like daughter they say. I want mother to see how white girls masturbate.”A couple of swats with the switch convinced Jenny to proceed. ...er shorts were still down to her knees and her finger was still in her asshole, but she managed to waddle to Nan lying on the lawn chair.Her mother had not seen her and now that she was close Jenny could see her tongue deep in Nan pussy and her eyes were shut. She was lapping her pussy like a dog in heat.Nan looked up partly in surprise and then. My cock was stiff as an iron rod and was rubbing against Anne's cheek and nose while she tongued my entire scrotum.When she finished with my balls, Anne licked her way up my shaft and took the tip of my cock in her lips.Anne nibbled gently, with her lips only, on my cock head, while her tongue toyed with my piss hole. She slowly moved her lips down my cock, taking more of it into her warm, moist mouth. Her tongue caressed the shaft as she slowly enveloped it.Anne was an excellent cock-sucker. I said sure and asked what she had. Jen smiled and said, "Coffee, tea, or me."I had dressed casual. Sweatpants and t-shirt. I did not even have underwear on. I saw a sparkle in her eye that gave me the idea she did not want to cook a dinner, she wanted something else to eat. My cock was hard and it stood like a tent. Jen moved a little closer and leaned in to kiss me. She put her hand on my leg and moved it up to my hard cock. I had already put my hand on her tits and was feeling how firm they. You’re the one who wanted to meet up, remember?’ She invaded his space, and playfully tugged the cuff of his shirt. ‘Talking about it is one thing, but actually doing it–‘ She kissed him hard, biting his lower lip ever so gently, almost tenderly just way she’d done all those years ago. He moaned, and placed his hands around her shoulders to steady her. She looked into those slightly almond-shaped hazel eyes, and remembered how exotic he seemed to her when they’d had their time together, nearly.