Now I moved my hands further down towards her pussy area. I simply patted 3 to 4 times and massaged for a while. She was breathing heavily and trying ...ot to moan. She was little shorter than me. So her neck was below my mouth as I bent my head. Since I couldn’t kiss her neck I started blowing hot air towards her neck and ears. I moved my finger upwards toward her hills it was ok which was 34 (I asked her later). I started to massage those tits also one after another for 2 to 3 minutes then. Don't ask me how they do it, but by now I've seen numerous examples. At the time, Beatrice couldn't have kept it going, I don't think -- but Bridgette had been wild and free and crazy and had operated without limits -- and the little challenge I presented her with was familiar, a remembered pleasure, so instead of worrying about it, she embraced it joyfully -- and took us ALL along for the ride!I'm pretty sure Jackson grunted and spewed first -- but Beatrice was starting to arch herself,. “Hi, Mizz Lee. How are you today?”“Pleasantly satisfied, dear. A little creaky, but satisfied.”“You have the kids today,” I said.“Yes. I am looking forward to it. Are you too busy for me to drop by early to have lunch with you?”“Oh, no, ma’am,” I said. I didn’t add that an opportunity to dine with Mizz Lee would only be superseded by an end of the world event. “I will be looking forward to it.”She showed up with a tray of pastries, a BIG tray, which she left in the break room, and she appeared. It was a magazine of threesomes and Ram was getting aroused again, himself. Ram was impressed. My cock must have been as big as his, and that’s no small matter, as it were, because Ram had a solid, thick 9″ hanging between his legs.Not wanting to get caught spying on me, he went to his room and got dressed. He decided to stay comfortable and slipped on a tank top and a pair of baggy sweats.Going downstairs, he saw my mother sitting on the sofa where he had left her. Her skirt had slid up higher.