I wanted a better view of her sweet gaping cunt. I directed her to the couch and had her sit at the edge and spread her long legs. The view was entici...g. Her pussy was gaping at the seams, her love hole was three inches open wide with her legs only halfway spread, her pussy lips were stretched, almost looking more like mud flaps, her clit was small and far from her entrance. I had to get a taste. She had the aroma of a freshly showered smell, with the strong scent of her arousal.She watched. It had a very large lounge, with sofas and even a piano. It had a very large kitchen, with cutleries hanging down. It had its own dining hall. It had a very large bathroom, like ones normally found in hotels. It also had another room that was large and full of book shelves with books packed on them. It also had a study table too. Charles thought it was some kind of library. Charles's granddad then took them up the stairs leading to the upper floor. On the upper floor was another bathroom. There. When they arrive, Mark goes to make coffee while the two girls sit and talk. Monica is soon caressing Samantha’s leg, occasionally brushing Samantha’s breasts. Every time that happens, Samantha feels a tingle but doesn't understand why she is so turned on. Probably due to the alcohol, she thought. Suddenly, Monica reaches over and kisses her mouth. Samantha is surprised but she kisses her back - just as Mark walks in with the coffee. “Wow, what did I miss?” “Oh, nothing, we weren’t doing. Mom took a seat, and I went to the bar, flashed my fake ID at the skeptical bartender, and ordered a draft beer for myself and a margarita with a salted rim for Mom.The night was going very well. Mom was having a good time. Bill took it upon himself to escort her and introduce her to other patrons. Most were in their twenties and early thirties, much too young for mom. However, more than a few men around her age did approach her and introduced themselves. When mom came back to the table after.