Perkins opened her eyes, looking somewhat disappointed. “If you’re done” she stated, “Back to your knees and gently… VERY GENTLY, lap at the...gift of Mommies cunt and all that it holds for you.”Naturally, I lowered to my knees and gazed into her wet, still-gaping opening. I noticed how pink and wet she was... but then saw it… the white cream center was beginning to dribble form her. I instinctively moved my open mouth to her HOT pussy and gently slurped the syrupy mixture out of Mrs. Perkins. I. I can't believe I haven't shown you these before now. Now let me find, ah, there she is."She handed me a faded sepia photograph with the image of a young girl of about thirteen on it. "That's your great Grandmother. My mother."A curious smile was on her lips as she watched my reaction. "She lived a long time ago. She would have been about your age when that was taken. Maybe a little older." My own mother came to my side and put her arm around me.I stared at the girl staring back at me.She was. And you need to come up with rates for Dallas and the Raleigh-Durham area.”“Will do. How did the interview with the Tribune go yesterday?”“I gave them what I could, which wasn’t much. I took them through the deal as we saw it, the poison pill we set up and what occurred. I left out what was purely speculative, and that was who I thought was behind it.”“You don’t think he did it?”“Not the way we first imagined. I think he was prospecting and dropped it once he couldn’t buy out DCP straight up.. My little sister looked at me, 'Why there', she asked, intrigued more by the fact she did not know where it was, so I pointed it out on the map, before elucidating more on its main attraction.'Our Mummy is an extreme exhibitionist'. I tailed off wanting the word to sink into her inner self, my sisters eyes widened as I continued, 'you will be paraded for old men to wank off to', and having given my short graphic synopsis, the still all too fresh memories of last year's holiday, flooded back,.