...yes..." My hand is now at the top of your thigh my finger tips playing on your warm leg, feeling the heat. The next step will be into her area. You...re still captive on the phone. Your occasional notes aren't as neat anymore. Caught between two worlds, your legs open a little. My fingers take advantage, and travel the short distance from leg to pussy. Your pussy is still covered, but my finger-tips play, circling, dancing over her area. From the heat and your awkward wriggles I guess she's. "Well, I didn't see a trellis," she stated emphatically.I scrambled to gather the photos together, quickly reversing their order before binding them in the elastic again. I fished out the second bundle. Mom turned to look, leaning her hip against the counter as I stepped through the pictures, one by one.When she saw Grandma lying on her back, twisting her legs around, even opening them, Mom turned to face the counter directly. The yogurt container was placed on the counter. A good sign, I. ”I simply nodded as I rose with Lillian still in my arms. I felt Janet support me as I lifted her up, making sure that I did not lose my balance. Once I was comfortably upright, I nodded to the group and we began walking back to the town. I wish we had the wagon with us, but it was still in the stable masters, and it would have delayed our response going back for it. I kept my grip tight, as I feared a misstep would cause me to drop her. I kept trying to sense her but got nothing in response. As soon as he was in the door and had a glass of wine in his hand, we told him what we had planned. Yes, he was all for it, Dottie is a beautiful woman, blond, gray eyes, trim, nice boobs, firm, just a hot package all around. So, during drinks and dinner, she was sitting most of the time with her legs open, luring him with her freshly-shaved pussy (I know, I did it myself). By the end of dinner, he was so horny, I thought he would leave a trail of cum down the hallway to our bedroom as we.