“I have given you a wonderful gift.” Her breath is warm on Page’s skin, sending a shiver all through her body before the matriarch runs her lips...along it.“What gift, Mistress?” she asks with a shaky voice.Eris pulls away with a smile. “Please me first.”Page swallows and nods before kneeling down before her mistress. Her hands run down beneath the strappy mesh flyaway gown Eris wears, down her powerful thighs. Page’s fingers slip up the inside her lover’s thighs to meet with the warm, wet folds. ”He placed Suzy on the large pine table in the centre of the kitchen then stood back. Suzy wriggled out of her skirt while he shrugged off the shoulder straps of his dungarees, they fell to his ankles and he stepped out of them, leaving him naked from the waist down his large cock standing proud from the thick mat of grey pubic hair. It was a good ten inches long and thick enough that even his huge hands could not encompass it fully.Suzy stared awestruck at the size of him, her mother had. Manorama was around 32 years in age. She was a Gujarati lady married to a businessman and was a mother of a cute daughter. She was a housewife and loved to take care of her daughter and husband. She loved her husband very much but her husband had a business in which he had to travel a lot and that kept Manorama sad since she felt lonely. Despite this, she never allowed any men to get close to her and take her advantage. But deep down, she was starved for sex, too. To tell a fact, majority of. He seemed to be in his early 20s, dressed casually in t-shirt and jeans, but what interested me mostly was the way he moved. He had an easy athleticism that was positively fluid and very attractive. I had no idea that he’d even noticed me till he turned up beside my sun lounger the following day. I’d been struggling to put some lotion on my back and as I twisted round this shadow blanked out the sun.“Would you like some help?” he asked me.I grinned and handed him the bottle. I was wearing a.