She was bending over getting some rolls out of the oven, and I could see her long legs all the way up to her panties.SPROING! Instant hard on!My mothe... was only thirty-three. She was still very young looking and beautiful. All my friends drooled over her when they came over to swim, or play computer games. Mom was about an inch taller than my five foot seven. She was about ten pounds heavier than I was, and was very much 'hour-glass' shaped. She was HOT!Suddenly I knew I was going to use the. Then she stood up and went back to the bedroom, bent over and said whos next. Once nobody could get there cocks up anymore she asked a guy for a lift home, he said his dad was coming to fetch him, sarah smiled. when his dad arrived she asked to sit in the front seat as she gets sick in the back. no sooner had the car started moving had she raised her skirt to show her cum dripping pussy. The dad looked in the rear mirror and saw his son was asleep, he asked sarah if she was the slut who sucked. She helped me to adjust the kilt to my waist, and she was giggling because my dick was already standing to attention. She was attractive, she was smiley, she was also wearing a very very short little kilt, and she was helping me to put on a kilt with nothing underneath. It would have been impossible not to have a hard-on!Once I had my kilt on, with my erection pulling it out into a tent-shape, she pointed to a set of little plates, each with a different colour of elastic hair-bands on them.. We shared the heavy work of building walls and laying out beds, and I was left to dig these over and spread dung over them in preparation for the spring planting. Near the back of the garden a stone potting shed with a glass house attached had been built against the dividing wall between the two houses. Beyond the shed but before the back wall there was a doorway in the dividing wall, although judging by the build-up of compost at the bottom, many years had passed since it was last opened.