’ I brought my fingers up to my mouth and ran my tongue round them. Her syrup was rich and deep and aromatic and my head whirled as I spread it roun... my mouth. It spoke of lush femininity, generous curves, ample breasts. I looked at the slender length of perfectly tuned woman lying in my arms and shook my head at the contrast. ‘Have you any idea how good you taste? Here.’ I dipped my fingers into her again and then lifted them to her nose. She sniffed and then cautiously extended her tongue. I like pigs in a blanket, they’re yummy.June’s eyes bugged a bit. “Seriously?” She looked at Grace who nodded. “Any left?” Grace shook her head. “When I was a cheerleader we had Diet Coke and crackers out of the vending machine.”“So will we once school starts,” her daughter added, not happily.“So, life goes on.” June tussled her daughter’s hair as she spoke.“It was a pleasure to meet you,” I nodded to June.“It was. I’m sorry if that was uncomfortable ... I...”“Leave it.”“Well, my boss is going. I was feeling nervous but went anyway. I got to see all the descriptions of her in real life for the first time. She was shorter at 5″3 but had heavy boobs that I wanted to maul over and curves sent over the nightie she was wearing.After some formal talk,Me: I am feeling hard just looking at you. (pointed at my bulge in the pants)Her: Oh my god, you are still so open and not shy at allI took my hard throbbing dick out.Me: It’s not like you haven’t seen it before.Her: I want to suck every drop. "Oh my God!" she cried, rocking with laughter. "Look at the state of you! There's no way you are coming through this door like that." Is there a tradesmen's entrance then?" I asked, grinning through my muddy face."No, you silly bugger, but you're not getting that mud on my mum's carpet."Over Ruth's shoulder, I saw her mother approaching up the hallway. Probably not the best way to meet her for the first time. She was a little taller than Ruth, in her late 30s, possibly 40, and a bit of a.