But occasionally my siblings and I would spend a week during summer at their summer house. This happened a few times but the relevant one was when I w...s 18 years old.By then, Ana was 33 years old and my Dad was 51. What can I say about Ana? I was too young to admire her in her "prime", but she was still gorgeous at 33. She was tall, dark-haired, tanned, slim, and all legs. Her breasts were small but perky. Her ass was pert, toned and tight. Later my tastes would develop into curvier figures,. Down the short hallway, Malcolm and Caroline were mightily confused by both the blasting of the horn and the scurrying of feet in the passageway. Their lovemaking had taken a more genteel pace, and now they were resting in preparation for a second go. They were lying head-to-toe, stretched out after a lengthy and languorous session of sixty-nine, with Caroline gently stroking her husband to sufficient stiffness so that she could mount him. She stopped as she heard the clamor.“Darling, what in. My Mother asked how I felt answering as best as I could, I felt no loss at losing Emma I had found a someone who cared and loved me I only wish I had made my feelings known two years earlier.I took my Mother in my arms we kissed I held her tight afraid to let go afraid I might lose her as well I heard please ‘Rob take me to bed I want and need you to love me’ we made our way to my bedroom I could see the snow clouds gathering we sat on the bed my arm around her cupping her breast I slowly undid. I look down to see him lick up the puddle. When he moves up my body, I feel his cock penetrate my pussy. He stretches me like I have never been stretched before. His lips touch mine and I taste my sweetness as he slowly fucks me.I wrap my legs around him as he thrusts himself into me faster and faster. We are both ready to cum and with one last push, I feel his cream fill me. My pussy tightens around his cock, holding him inside me.Stan rests on top of me, we feel each other’s hearts beating as.