I had free time to study mommy dearest and to bring her to her knees, little by little.Mom was a socialite and a women rights activist. She also dabbl...d in art, poetry and suchlike. She headed or was associated with several women right groups. I found that she had a small number of visitors, all elegant ladies, who came visiting her and sometimes spent the night in her part of the house. There would be English music and wine those nights.She lived in one wing of the first floor of our big. "This is great," I thought as I tightened my arms. You tasted incredible. Your musky pussy and the sweet cream was heaven.After I quit licking, you slowly calmed down. I had to take a big breath, since there was no air down here. You climbed off of me and started kissing my face and licking the whipped cream all up. You kept moaning and kissing and your pussy was clamped onto my leg rubbing up and down. You opened your eyes, looking straight into mine, and gave me a hell of a kiss. WhooBoy, you. I never much cared for Halloween, so just came as myself. When I came in they all sighed since I wasn't in a costume, but dropped it fairly quickly. We sat having a few glasses of wine and waiting for the last of our group, Laura, when the doorbell rang and she arrived. Karen, whose house it was, went to the door to let her in and they both came into the dining room, Laura dressed as a bee in a yellow corset and tutu, I thought she looked beautiful. Then I noticed that she held in her hand what. "Is it because you are afraid that your make-up will wash off and I won't want to be you special friend anymore?" I asked? She nodded. "Don't worry; the person behind that make-up is so beautiful, that I will want you even more, I promise."We stepped into the shower together. Of course one thing lead to another and we stared lathering each other. I massaged her head to ass. She started to get hot again, we kissed and she started rubbing my dick. Her bony hands were perfect little dick.