She turned her head until their mouths met and he began to kiss her deeply, his tongue probing between her lips while his fingers did the same to her ...ussy, stroking up and down, spreading her juices along her slit. Moving his body around, still holding her damp panties to the side, he pressed his now engorged head against her and he pushed, with a quiet grunt. Their mouths still together, she gasped, surprised by his insistence, his dominance. He began slowly, allowing her juices to coat his. Her only flaw was she was a little pale but some people are into that I guess. She was definitely in shape theres no argument about that, with her not working she spent most of her time doing yoga and swimming in the back pool. I knew I shouldn't be standing there watching her get plowed from behind but I was hoping to see her push off the mirror so I can see how the front of her looks. I have always been a fan of a nice pair of breasts and now thinking about my mother this way I can only. . may be I will and just may be I won’t.” He laughed with a good humor as he went about trimming his flower bed. Jack, Susan and George laughed too then waved again and headed back home for some breakfast.When they got in the door a naked Beverly Flynn was standing there by the table which was set with hot pancakes, fruit and syrup. It really did look inviting and Susan, particularly, was looking forward to getting something into her stomach.However, it wasn’t the food that caught everyone’s. The area in front of the smithy was paved in cobblestone out to the road. Paved paths from the Smithy and then to the road ran to the one step high porch that had a low railing around it. Several chairs and small tables adorned it and made it a lovely place to sit in the evenings.In the Smithy, an open coal type forge was near the house side wall and a larger more modern gas-fired one was against the opposite thick brick wall with the gas tanks on the other side of it. Several workbenches of.