I’d wanted to seem calm and cool on the previous call, but I couldn’t hide my excitement as I heard Claire’s voice and looked at the beautiful a...d excited face of the woman who had shared my life these last twenty-four years.Hearing Claire’s voice and seeing her was a soothing balm to my spirit. She asked me if I was okay. I said yes, but after twenty-four years, Claire knows very well when I’m lying and my voice carried no conviction, with my face told a different story to my words. Hearing my. Nothing on as usual. It was right then he heard the back door shut. A moment later, a bikini clad raven haired young woman entered, towel wrapped around her waist.Five years before, his wife had died, killed in a car wreck. Her death left himself and his now 18 year old daughter, Chelsea. Chelsea was the raven haired, blue eyed young woman with breasts to die for, coming in at D cup standing in front him now. They, in turn, had developed a strong bond in the years since.He had greatly loved his. Georgeann sat back against the seat and spread her legs wide. My first pussy!!! I kissed her as my hand cupped her pussy, my middle finger slideing up and down her very wet crack. I couldn't believe the heat coming from her snatch or how wet she was. Georgeann was actually pushing her cunt against my finger trying to get my finger inside her. I pushed it in her and was amazed at hot hot, wet, silky smooth her insides were. I began finger fucking my first pussy. Georgeann had her fist wrapped. Kissing urgently, Lila wanted her right then. Janet's fingers traced over the sheet, touching lightly, then firmly, then lightly again. Lila's knees slowly rose upward and outward, as if of their own volition. When Lila's feet spread apart, Janet sat on her knees at the end of the bed, reaching under the bottom of the sheet to caress Lila's thighs. The sheet hid her hands from view. Lila's breathing was becoming shallow as Janet's attention focused near Lila's inner thighs. Fingertips raced.