Lady Darnell had to stifle a smile as she though of how the locals called him 'Little' Matty Groves; little, indeed! Barely eighteen, he towered over ...very other man in the village; broad of shoulder yet lean at the waist, he had gained his now inappropriate nickname only because of him being the twelfth and youngest son of Groves the Smith. Now with him she'd gladly be the anvil to his hammer at the smithy!At last the vicar finally droned to a halt and the final hymn was sung. Now she could. After freshening up we watched some further television and subsequently went to bed. The next morning I woke up feeling terribly aroused and horny. She however, was still sleeping but I decide to wake her up and just how she liked me to do that. We have always both agreed that morning sexy is simply the best.Moving down between her thighs once more I force my tongue into her pussy withdrawing at times to lick and nibble on her pussy lips. She awoke and quickly once again we were making love. I got up to go to the bathroom, dad got some of the photos out. When I came back in, I asked if I could have another beer. Dad said for me to get one for him too. I sat next to him and looked through the big book of photos. Dad put his arm around my shoulders, I snuggled in his pit. We laughed at some of the crazy shots that mom and him had taken of me. I looked up to dad to see his smile again, he looked down at me and smiled in a tender way. He moved the photo book off our laps and. After that you’re on a series of flights to LA, Hawaii and then Poravuvu. Probably to stay ... until the shit gets even worse than things already are.”“I can hardly wait!”I was already itching to go, and after an altogether too early final breakfast meeting the next morning the private jet made the rather short flight to El Paso, where as planned a rental car waiting for me. This was going to be fun!Phyl was dead, largely because Claire couldn’t keep her greedy piehole shut! She sold us out to.