Williams goodbye which flashed her pussy at us. I could see the comb was in place. Mr. Gleason was watering his flowers again."Hi, Mr. Gleason," Becky...called out as she waved to him. Her walk was exaggerated as she swished down the sidewalk to the door. She did not run, but walked as if she had all day. Mr. Gleason sat down in the wet flowerbed. I could clearly hear his groan.On the front porch, Becky gave me a quick kiss and said hi. She turned to Trudy."Did you take good care of him?" she. ”The youngsters laughed after she quit talking and continued copulating until they’d both nutted.They dressed and went downstairs.“Smells great, Elnora,” Brett shared.“Sure does. Thank you, ma’am,” added Matt.Elnora just looked at the two as if they were aliens. Then, she said, “Eat up. Dinner’s at six thirty tonight.”Matt had enjoyed his first time, but today he wondered if the old Back lady had really known what was going on. He was pretty sure she did.His phone buzzed again. The screen. ‘Dirk Hart I presume?’ He turned in surprise and then scowled, ‘You have a cheek.’ ‘What daring to use your name?’ He stared at her without displaying emotion. ‘Rose said you are a tough bitch.’ ‘Are you sure Rose said bitch?’ ‘Jesus. Who are you? I ought to throw you off the property.’ ‘Cool it Dirk. I would expect this is your father’s property and he invited me here.’ ‘None of the family want dad to marry such a young woman. His health could be failing.’ ‘Ah, reasons at last. Thank you. All. She flicked her shorts to the side with one foot and turned to face her silent audience.Someone let out a groan as she snugged up her panties and gave us a wonderful camel toe view of her thinly covered snatch. Holy shit she was hot. We all let out complementary cat calls and she loved it. Apparently there was enough booze flowing in her that most of her inhibitions had disappeared. We enjoyed the visions of her dancing around the room, shaking her bootie and rubbing up against us. I could not.