As she bent to try, I grabbed the hem of her flannel top and pulled it over her head setting her big, beautiful, colliding tits free. She squealed and...stood up facing me, all three of us now totally naked. Her hands darted between her plush chest mounds and her hairy southern mound until she surrendered her naked body to my trenchant eyes. Despite the water problem, my dick surged and pointed directly at mom’s dense bush.I hadn’t realized how sexy this woman was. She could NOT possibly be my. One bottle of wine finished, another replaced it. Main courses followed. The conversation didn’t stop for a moment. Time stood still even though the clock said 8 and then 9PM. I was falling all over again. “I remember how you always made me eat ice cream whenever we went out for dinner.” “Did I? Really?” I replied. “Yes. And it was always vanilla. With cream if they had it. Don’t you remember feeding it to me and somehow always dribbling it down my chin?” “The messier I got the happier you. I reached and grabbed his ass through the seat of his Brunello Cucinelli suit pants.Tony wasted no time either and soon he as grabbing my ass through the fabric of my dress. What happened next is blur – it happened so fast. My fingers quickly removed his jacket and vest before untying his tie. At the same time, I could feel his fingers reaching up and slowly pulling the back zip of my dress down. I stepped back and pulled the dress off of my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. My bra. "What is his name?" Count Albert; it is the same man whom I rescued from the hands of the banditti at Rome." In what language would you like me to converse with him?"Monte Cristo turned to Albert. "Do you know modern Greek," asked he."Alas, no," said Albert; "nor even ancient Greek, my dear count; never had Homer or Plato a more unworthy scholar than myself." Then," said Haidee, proving by her remark that she had quite understood Monte Cristo's question and Albert's answer, "then I will speak.