She eagerly licked it all up like a kitty cat.I climbed off her and gave her one more lingering kiss, put on my clothes and left her alone.There was a...note on my door,“Back at three pm, it’s my turn.”“Signed, Cheryl”I took the time to take a shower letting the water beat on my back, then my front. I got dressed and headed downstairs. Mom was back in the kitchen, looking lovely. I got a glass and poured myself some milk.I offered her a sip, which she took. “Thanks?”The front door opened and. “Better?” She asked.“Hmm, yes, but still a little far way, I am near sighted.”Jane laughed at his joke and squatted down until she was about halfway to his face. “How about now?”“Hmm, yes, but still a little too far, could you come lower so I can be positive?”She realized that he wasn’t just teasing her, he wanted her to sit on his face, and damn if she didn’t want that too! “OK, she said, you say when,” and she slowly began to squat further and further until her knees hit the floor and she. How on earth was Igoing to manage all that hair? I noticed she had also dyed myeyebrows."OK, a couple of maintenance hints," Sharon said. "You need to getyour wife to dab dark tint on your roots with cotton wool about once aweek. I'll give you some of the dye I used. She'll probably knowwhat to do. Secondly, don't try to shampoo your hair for at leasttwenty-four hours and the longer you can leave it the better. Anddon't use a shampoo that contains sulphates. They swell the shafts ofyour. As it settled over my hips, I felt him behind me. He put his arms round me and in the wardrobe mirror I could see his head dipped, kissing me on my shoulders. I could feel his erection on my ass. He felt hard, and big. He pushed one hand down the front of my knickers and held my cock. I felt it get harder in his hand. By now his other hand was down the back of my knickers, and I could feel his fingers on my wet fanny.He pushed me down on the bed. I love being manhandled like that! He pulled two.