She slurped on the slopes, whisked at the tip, tongued right into his pisshole, gathering up the goo even before it had oozed out.She drew back to loo..., then dove down to lick some more. Margot was rapidly going into a feeding frenzy on her son's delectable prick.She paused, licked, paused. She kept glancing at his face warily as she came up for air. His cock was standing up like a pipe under her face, looming up in a throbbing pillar of iron-hard meat.She lay belly-down between his legs and. “Look at this”, he laughed as he shook my limp muscle. “You need to shave all that though” He felt my body, running his hands over my chest, nipples, back and arse, spreading the cheeks and admiring what I concealed within.“Ok”, he said. “Up against that tree there”.He gestured to a tall pine beside the path and I moved in and held the trunk, bending my waist so that he had access. I heard him unzip himself as he pulled his trousers and shorts down then he approached. He had a small bath. It almost seemed to grow the more excited I became.I reached my head up and kissed her right nipple. As I did, I heard a muffled moan come forth from her. I kissed once more, but this time brushing my tongue against the nipple. This time, a louder groan was emitted, no longer muffled. I continued to squeeze one breast at a time before allowing it to bounce downward, dangling before her. I alternated, allowing each of her delicate breasts to be caressed.By now, Jessica’s eyes were closed as she. When we got back to the bedroom she opened my robe and had me lay back onthe bed. She took a box out of the closet, opened it up, and pulled outtwo very realistic looking breast forms. "My mother used these after herdouble mastectomy and before her reconstructive surgery and," she saidsmiling, "you know Mom; these are the best that money can buy. Once weget them attached with the surgical adhesive it will be almost impossibleto tell that they aren't really yours!" Before we put them on,.