I wasn’t going to push it. It turned out that I didn’t need to. During the next few weeks, I fantasized about what we had done while masturbating... Eventually we did talk about it while fishing. He admitted he liked it and that he was open to doing it again. I shyly admitted I was open to more as well. That night after everyone in the house was asleep, we watched a few erotic movies. As usual he was first to pull off his clothes with me shortly after. We didn’t have to speak as he made our way. " Ooh!"cooed Sophie as she wriggled out of the shorts. "I know how that ends. And what will Al do while you're punishing me?"Sophie wasn't able to talk to her daughter alone all day. It was not until before dinner when they were dressing in the few clean clothes and last pair of Sophie's stockings remaining from their holiday outfits that Sophie was able to talk to Priscilla. When her mother did speak Priscilla pretended not to listen. Sophie grabbed the young woman by her hair and whispered. My touch elicited a sigh, followed by, “Ah think they’re kinda small, but that feels nice” Her lips descended on my helmet, enveloping me in the soft warmth of her mouth. Watching my cock disappear, I groaned, “I see this isn’t your first rodeo.” I lifted my hips, feeding her more of me. My cock plopped from her face as she smiled. “Mah boyfriend liked me to do this. Said ah was a natural.” She returned to her task, licking my shaft like an ice cream cone. “You don’t have to do this, you. I pounded away and continued groping her breasts, both of us grunting and moaning in pleasure. Cotton-tail came up for air as she screamed from orgasm, which gave Stan a chance to pull Flopsy away from her and take that sweet pussy for himself. He pulled the carrot out of her, tossed it aside, and replaced it with his eager cock. It landed near me, so I picked it up and offered it to Mopsy, who greedily licked the juices off it and ate it down while I continued pounding her.I heard Phil grunt.