O-O-oSpringtime on the riverbank. What a wonderful time of year.Time to be up early at the weekend.Time to be out and about as the dawn was breaking.T...me to myself, no noise other than the tide running on the river and the wildlife.The snort of a fox I'd met two days before - he and I walking in opposite directions on the same narrow path - the snort of his irritation at my arrogance to be on the same piece of ground as him at this time of the morning. His arrogance at my presence, his eyes. " He said and his hands cupped her old, but still large, tits. Michael jiggled them in his hands like he was checking fruit in the market. His mouth covered hers in a hungry kiss and he squeezed her ripe melons. Diane's groan was swallowed by Michael's mouth as their tongues caressed each other."Take me now nephew, your auntie's pussy is all yours." Michael shifted placing his distended organ at the dripping entrance to her Garden of Earthly Delights. He then guided his tool in. Diane almost. He licked his snout and then shoved his nose in harder and deeper."Ohhhhmyyyygoddddd, heeessssfuuucccckkkinnnggg meeeee wittthhhh hissss noooosssseeeee," I screamed. It was an indescribable feeling, his slim but quickly widening nose was inside deeper this time but the wildest part was that the short hairs on his muzzle were rubbing back and forth and around my clit and driving me into a majestic cuuummmm."IIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMMMCCCCCCCCCCCCCCCUUUUUUUUUUMMMMMMMMMMIIIINNNNGGGGGGG." I screamed at the. Believe me! Not only have you earned it, but, given how bedraggled you've been looking here lately, you need to get as much rest as you can get!" "So, don't worry! As soon as our little Alison gets her fill, I'll be joining you..." Shaking her head in abject disbelief as she did so, Grace, knowing that she was leaving Alison in the good hands of her fetchingly feminized husband, turned about and with a 'goodnight' and 'you know where to find me if you need me' exited the nursery.*** In a voice.