Slowly on conversation changed I am praising her beauty and talking freely everything and discussing about personal issues very deep and slowly involv...d some hot & spicy sms and replying each otherAnd we started about sex topics in phone night time when we r alone doing some role play in phone she said her parents are going to attend marriage weekend will be back after 2 day, she said shall we meet at her home I agreed for that. Then main story starts hear then the day came, I neatly dressed up. Unfortunately my mad dash to my room was stopped by some pressing need of my daughter. To make matters worse&hellip,Sam walked in the room and instinctively I found myself assessing my son. Not as my son&hellip,but as a hard, young man in need of a good fucking. At almost eighteen, Sam was already over six feet tall, very athletic, and the bulge in the front of his jeans led me to think he was well endowed too. Against my best efforts to shake off my illicit thoughts, I could feel the juices. . er I’m a neighbour, number sixtynine, Sean’s my name ... looks like a problem,” I added nodding down at the lawnmower she was having difficulty with.“Not Mrs any more,” she told me wistfully. “Daphne ... Daphne Ormitroyd. Pleased to meet you Sean ... bloody thing. Brand new as you can see, engine just won’t start.”I mused on how I could easily start her engine. Only need to find the primer button! She was just like my Mum, gingery white hair, a bit thin on top in places, but that’s ageing and. ” Ashley began crying, “Please mom, don’t tell daddy, please.” Mrs. Logan put her finger on Ashley’s lips, “Shhhhh. I should tell your father, and I should not let you go to Vicky’s house. However with things happening as they have been, all I’m going to tell your dad right now, is that the noises you two were making was because of a pillow fight. Now when you come back home after you father has gotten all the security systems in place here, he will have to go back to the city to work his.