Her pretty legs were encased in white nylons and pumps. He knew they had a thin lacy elastic top; he had enjoyed the feel of them rubbing his sides an... ass as they made love more than several times.She smiled at the loving look he gave her and knew he approved of her choice of apparel. She turned giving him the full view. "So how do I look"?Before he could answer how great she looked he saw her stop her spin and a stricken look come over her face. His stomach lurched and he knew exactly what. Your eyes are still fixed to the mirror watching my every move. When you see my hand come up to my mouth and watch my finger gently paint my juices on my lips you gasp. My tongue takes a slow journey around my lips soaking in the musky, sweet and salty flavor. I extend that same finger and suck on it. Swirling my tongue all around the length and giving long lingering sucks. I moan from the taste and the image of my finger actually being your cock. I inwardly cuss at myself for letting my. . he knows it was wrong and he's trying to make up for it!" She said and told her mother of the day's events much to Andy's embarrassment."I think you're only sorry because you got punished! Alright where do I drop you off?" Martha asked Andy.Again Lorna spoke up, "Mummy, I said that Andy could stay with us overnight." She said.Martha thought for a moment, "Okay, but we'll have to phone your father and make sure it's okay." She said to Andy."I suppose, he was gonna sort out Mr. Wilson, I donno. ‘You said you wanted me naked, darling,’ she murmured, and I squeezed her breast. She laughed. ‘Eat your breakfast first, dearest!’ She sat on the side of my bed and watched me as I started to eat, and I saw her slip her hand between her legs. It was a magnificent breakfast – orange juice, coffee, egg, bacon, sausage, toast, and I suddenly realised how hungry I was. ‘Oh, God, darling, you can’t imagine how badly I want you to have me, do me, fuck me, **** me…’ she breathed, and she moved closer.