As I kissed her in the cheek -we were introduced first- it took me quite an effort to control, and my hand began to make unconscious movements, beginn...ng to lower down along her back to her ass crack, until it got to a nude, uncovered spot by the dress, close to the limit of her ass curve. I sensed as this lady acknowledged and denounced this movement of my hand. She probably thought, after a split second, this was not that important or something worth be taken cared of… probably it had been. And see how sexy she looks.I started using sexy words like boobs ,sexy, fuck and all and she did not mind itBy now my hands were on her shoulders.Me: you are also good looking sexy like you mother. I think this is all in you family, you all are beautiful.I took my hands on her cheeks and pinched her on her cheeks. She just gave a little AHHThen I startedMe: You mom is old still she is worth having sex with. She has got lots of Stamina. Last night we fucked for four hours and she responded. . why would you say such a thing? I don't hate Morgan."Her daughter's pretty face with its large blue eyes was puzzled, and Fran started to say something else, but then she noticed there was something different about Jeanie, something she couldn't quite put her finger on. Was it her voice, her mannerisms? The way she was dressed? Jeanie wore her robe and pajamas, nothing unusual about that, nor about anything else unless it was the soft womanly feeling of confidence that she exuded, the aura of. Sophia, I mean. Check out some of the younger pictures of her, when her hair is pretty straight. That's what Gayle looks like. Except, Gayle's tits are bigger. By a lot.I set my wineglass down and stood up. I paced around the room a bit, then I knelt down in front of Gayle's chair."Gayle." I placed my hand on her cheek. "Even if I fell in love with your daughter, and wanted to spend the rest of my life with her... how could I possibly only make love to you once? And never again?"I leaned in and.