I better put you back in your place just so that you remember what you are." Mistress stood up and climbed onto the bed then. Straddlin... my face, her juices were already flowing dripping down onto my eager lips. I strained to collect every wonderful drop until she finally sighed and lowered herself onto my face, covering my ruby tinged lips with Her butterfly soft pussy lips, my nose buried in Her puckered asshole. Riding my face like a pony in heat, her tirade . Along with this fantastic body she had the face of an angel. Blue comforting eyes and a thin smile. She was in her 40’s but you wouldn’t put her a day over 30. One year Kate had a riding accident and had to have a cast on an arm and a leg, this made doing anything very difficult for her living in a large house, being self sufficient. Luke was at boarding school and was taking a holiday over the summer with school so was unable to come aid her. Her parents were too frail to do anything more than. Rogers singing his opening song. Melody sang along with him, and as I mixed the chips into the dough, I could hear her talking to him, apparently responding to whatever he was saying.I fixed buttered toast to go with the omelet and poured a glass of orange juice to go with the food that I had placed on one of the china plates decorated with gray roses. Placing all this on a wooden tray, I carried it into Melody.She was scolding Lady Elaine Fairchild about something, but smiled up at me when I. Aunt April could feel the prominent veins coursing up my shaft as her hand positioned my head at my mom’s pussy lips. She traced it back and forth, spreading the welcoming wetness of her warm pussy juices over my cock. My mom breathed heavier and rose up on her arms bringing her tits to my face. I lapped at her enormous hanging tits, sucking her nipples into my mouth. Aunt April slapped my swollen cock against her ass, letting my mom hear how hard and ready it was. My mother bit her bottom lip.