”She nodded, jiggling the curls at the back of her head and her lush boobies.“Turn about,” I said as she stood there in her fancy stays and lacy...shift.She did, quite prettily.“You have a fine body,” I told her. “But a poor dressmaker.”She looked sad-eyed.“Get rid of the stays,” I said.She bit her lips and undid her long laces. Then she wiggled the long corset over her ample hips and tossed it on the pile of clothes.“Shoes, which are very lovely by the way, stockings and garters, if you. My cock not going down as quickly as usual. I lay there reveling in the love we had just made and had finally admitted to each other.Finally, my erection did go down and slip from her silken sheath. I slid off to her side while still holding her and her arms wrapped around me. We were kissing, gently, as satisfied lovers. I started rubbing my hands over her lovely body. I wasn't trying to arouse her. I just wanted to touch and hold her. Kelly had turned toward me on her side. Our legs were. ”He did and watched her strip for him seductively. Her pussy ended up on his face. She pulled out his old dick, which was substantial and getting more by the second. “Nice cock, Harvey.”“Wilma never complained,” he said before tasting the first new pussy in decades.Scott told Cheryl he could take care of it, and would show her the ropes. He’d come down early the next morning, Monday morning, before his first appointment. She told him that was a lot to ask.“Not for you Cheryl,” he said. “You’ve. She was standing just outside her door, looking much as she had the first time - flustered, desperate and with a wild look in her eyes.“Don’t worry Mom, I’ll help you” Jason said, drinking in the scene before him. Where last night she had been wearing her maternity pyjamas, this time she was wearing matching black bra and panties. Her breasts strained against the fine silky material. This was no maternity bra, it was sheer and sensual. It looked too small for her milk filled breasts, which were.