Jeff and Susan, greeted uscordially, although somewhat quizzically. We exchanged names and with Annintroducing me as Tricia. Because of the social dis...ancing we did notshake hands. Ann and I were standing several feet back from the fence asJeff gave me a scan from toe to head. Yep, he was registering my wedges,long tanned shaved legs, my almost short-shorts, pink top and ponytail. Idetected an almost un-perceptual head nod from Jeff as he put 1 plus 1together, but not letting his smile. We were messing around out by the avocado tree. I just wanted to have some fun. I didn't know for real what we were doing. He took me behind the tree and told me he wanted to kiss me. I'd kissed plenty of guys so I wasn't worried. He was maybe sixteen or seventeen, so when he kissed me it was kind of different than with some of the guys my own age. gave me his tongue and I didn't know what to d thought maybe that was how people got pregnant or something. I didn't know. He was French kissing. But there was something else shed yet to teach her nephew. Any good stud, she felt, needed to be well-skilled in licking wet pussy. Look at my pussy, Henry. Margaret splayed her thighs wide apart, shamelessly displaying her wet, hairy fuck hole to her ward. Henrys cock throbbed even harder as he ogled her pussy. Margaret dipped her finger into her furry cunt slit, darting it in and out. I know you like my cunt enough to fuck it, honey, she purred. Now I want to find out if you like licking. I felt like there was something going on for sure.Dinner that night was in one of those pancake restaurant chains. "Jeremy what's up?" I asked. "Are you and Allen having problems?" No of course not," he said not quite angry, but close."Well, if you are having money trouble, I would like to help," I said."It isn't that. I don't know how the pub is doing, but it seems to be doing fine. We always have customers and everyone says we have a great business," he said."Okay then I'm going to shut up.