My dick was stiff and pointing straight up.“It’s so beautiful,” she said with a look of pure lust. “It’s so much different than what my husb...nd had. It is big. Do you think it will fit inside me?”“I know it will fit,” I said. “But first I want to get you ready for me.” I sank to my knees in front of her and plunged into her fuck-hole with my tongue.“Oh!” she cried out. “That feels so good. You know Rahul, my husband never did that. He believed that it was dirty to do so and I love to get my. I could feel a tear drip on my cheek knowing she must have been humiliated to have her mom find her in this compromising position. Her breath warmed my ear and neck while her arms held me tight. I was occupied with my hunger for Sue any fear of being caught was overpowered by my pubescent feelings for Sue. Her nude body against mine I lay on my back on the soft cushions my adolescent penis filled with blood wet with ejaculate maintained in the lubricant with the next coming of release. I was. The dress, of course, had belonged to Miss Agnes. They had been sitting in front of the fire, gazing up at her, talking about the wedding. Jen sighed. “I love my mother. And I love you too, but I think of you more as Dean’s mom, the one he should have had growing up. I have to tell you, I’m a little intimidated. Living up to your legacy will be hard. Dean showed us your wedding album, and told me he wanted me in a dress as close to yours as I could come, regardless of the cost. I’ve showed it. We talked about where we were from and why we chose to come to Skye. Turns out he’s local to the highlands but wanted to start exploring as well when he wasn’t working. It didn’t take too long to get back to my pitch, when we said our goodbyes. Part of me felt bad for just saying bye to him so I called him back over before he reached his pitch and asked if he would like to join me for dinner. He accepted with a cheeky smile. What the hell was I thinking! I can hardly cook for myself let alone.