"Of course, Those boobs were so huge, they completely blocked any access she would have needed to her crotch, at least in a lying position."Well, I wa...t you to cum, too, so we'll have to figure something out."I looked at the kid, who was getting fucked by his mom. His left arm wasn't in use yet on his mother's tits, but it was in exactly the right position to reach over between the old lady's legs."OK, kid, I want you to stick as many fingers inside grandmom there as you can."The boy got. He could smell sex on him and said he wanted to get out of there and back to the hotel to shower. I remember the night he told me, and how it made me feel, I slapped his face and walked out on him that night and went to my daughters house, I never told her what had happened, but as I lay in her spare bed I felt so horny imagining my husband and his mates double ending some young tart and taking turns filling her with his cum, I ended up fingering myself to an almighty orgasm that night. I. For a fifty-two year old woman, Suzanne didn’t have a smelly or gross pussy at all, as some part of Whitney might have feared. Then again, traces of Barry’s jizz might have disguised any foul flavors if they had been any, another reason to be eager to eat her out. There was also the factor of some outlet for the feelings of lust as she bucked her hips against Lewis’s prick inside her twat. Whitney just lapped away hungrily and thirstily at Suzanne’s gash as she felt Lewis pound away at her own. Now, with me standing and her still sitting with one leg up and her foot on my chest and the other one on the floor, I found myself looking down between her legs directly at her cunt, clad in those expensive, black lacy panties. She lowered her foot, crossed her legs and massaged the toes I had just been sucking. Her fingernails had the same colour polish as her lipstick. Her fingers became wet with my saliva. I watched her massaging her toes, fascinated.Then she took a tissue from a drawer in.