Her bottom was the plumpest and most delectable of all the young serving wenches. Many the young lad that desired a glimpse of her cuny to see if it w...s covered with the same exciting tinted golden red bush.Prissy was doomed to relieve her yearnings with her own long, delicate fingers in her bed by herself. She whimpered and tossed many a nite trying to reach her special spot and the liquidy release that make her smile.One busy nite into the tavern strode a young master.He was fair of skin,. I didn't even mind the taste of strawberry lubricant.When the kiss ended, mom began to lick her juices off from my cheeks and chin. I felt myself getting hard again, and the original need that had brought me to her room resurfaced."Mom, I love what you are doing, but I really have to go." I cursed my bladder's betrayal, but knew Mom would be (literally) pissed if I urinated on her bed.She stopped what she was doing, and I followed her back to her bathroom. She held my mostly flaccid cock as I. So it went from scrubs style top and trousers to white blouse and skirt or a grey or black dress, which I pefered as both showed off her sexy curves.I mean everytime she came home from work all I wanted to do was rip her clothes off and fuck her!I had noticed that after a couple of month after the change she started to wear her lacy thongs and push up bras to work especially dark coloured ones so that you could see them under her blouse, and when she wore her work dress she started wearing. She was still a little in shock, but she couldn’t deny the rush of arousal she’d experienced upon seeing Zoe riding Uncle Brad’s cock. Of course she’d seen porn videos, but never before had she seen anyone having sex with her own eyes. She’d never realized all the other sensory inputs that went along with the sex act. The first thing was the smell. There was the sweat from Zoe’s exertions, but above all were the scents of their lovemaking. The mingled odors of pussy and semen made a heady.