Less than a second later, I was slowly, sensually sliding two of my fingers in and out of her cunt. Mmmmm! she moaned again as I started accelerating ...he rhythm. Before long, I was fervently finger-fucking her pre-cum-filled pussy. Thank god her face remained buried in my chest or everyone in the church would have heard her moan. I was particularly thankful for our current position when she climaxed, forcing wave after wave of hot orgasmilk flowing out of her poon. I smiled proudly as I. ‘Go!’ commanded Courtney. Away he went. In the weeks that followed the two women settled into routines that dovetailed well. Without a word being said Courtney realised that whenever Patricia closed the door to her accommodation wing she was signalling that she wanted some time on her own. Courtney adopted a similar retreat for herself and was pleased how private her own part of the house became. ‘Your mother and I have adjusted, just like two newly-weds,’ she confessed to Matt over a brandy. There, I said it. Happy now?"Her eyebrows rose and she was clearly holding back laughter. "You know, that's exactly what I was afraid of. I didn't want to make things distracting for you. That's why I always kept that sweater on no matter how hot I was getting. Besides, I just bought this sports bra recently, and before that I only had a t-shirt underneath. My nipples would have been an incredible distraction, since I'm still a lactating woman after all." Oh...hearing you say that makes me wish. ” We were out in the countryside now, driving along the coast road. As we came across a layby, I told Jen to pull in. Aside from anything else I wanted to take a look at the view. We stopped and got out, leaning against the side of the car as we took in the views of the sea and the coast road to our left and right. “It is funny to think we’ve only known each other a couple of days, isn’t it?” Jen nodded. I looked both ways along the road—there were no cars coming or going. “Take off your.