That night I was sleeping the most peaceful night with a beauty beside me, the next morning I got up with some noise of utensils falling down from the...kitchen I got up and headed towards the kitchen and there I saw her wearing my white linen shirt ending just above her ass.She made me remind of mrs.Grey of fifty shades that scene made me wanna fuck her again she was cooking us a breakfast. She sat on my lap she wasn’t wearing anything but just a shirt my dick was erect and needed a morning dose. We were at the home of Lord Arlington, and it was an abysmal visit.The company was drab, the conversation boring, and the winter weather foul. Rain poured down all weekend, rattling on the roof and windows like pellets of lead thrown by gale force winds.The fires burned warm but all else was dreadful.My new blue dress was ill fitting satin that gripped too tight in all the wrong places, chaffed my neck, pinched my waist and made the most cacophonous row every time I moved I hated the damnable. The girl waved and said something to Kara.“Ah… Hi,” Kara waved back at the girl.The man spoke and asked questions.“I have no idea what you are saying…” Kara responded.The man turned and looked at the woman who shrugged her shoulders. He stepped closer and kneeled in front of Kara. Kara looked at him as he held one hand to his chest and spoke. He repeated the a few words over and over again.“Gor-Dan, James Gor-Dan,” he repeated.The man then waved his daughter over and pointed at her and spoke. Seeing her own boy’s big innocent eyes staring at her from a thicket of her frizzy pubic at the moment of orgasm is a climax trigger any mother can understand and appreciate. Despite the rapid-fire orgasms which cause mom’s back to arc and her thighs to shudder violently, she raises her head again and again to look at me between her legs. “O-oh f... O-oh God! O-oh Steve...! Hhh...! Hhh...! Hhh...!” she moans in throaty breaths because she orgasms every time she sees my big and innocent eyes.