I asked her what happened in this afternoon – why u are so blushing – She told me that the boy came to our room around 5.00 pm and started apologi...ing with folded hands for such morning incidence and also bowed down. My wife consoled her and told him to forget what has happened. Then they started chatting for some time. The boy praised my wife for her assets and requested her to allow him to do apply the pain balm on her legs and to express some gratitude to her. My wife expressed that she was. Actually, I was happier with the human to human combination, so I just shut up and let the women assume that they had won some sort of argument.We traveled for three weeks in a generally easterly direction, going with whichever seemed to be the best road. One afternoon, we came to a very large stone bridge which was ideal for us to use to cross a deep river channel. Jonga was driving at that moment, and she had not even slowed down before entering the approach to the bridge.Once our cart was. " Out of place?" Yes." That's a difficult question to answer at the moment," Veronique said with a small shrug. "The guest rooms are upstairs. I'd assumed your, ummm ... sister ... would share your bed. Was I mistaken?" You're obviously well informed," Wolfgang said slowly as they climbed a wide, curving staircase."I've offended you," Veronique decided. "Forgive me. I can be rather too direct when I..." When you what?" Wolfgang looked at her." ... see something I like," the woman said with a. But anyway, he did have special privileges. That was evident when he crawled into bed with his mother, lifted up her nightie and put his hand on her cunt.What's more, his mother didn't even object. You would have expected this very attractive, red-haired young woman (she was only thirty-six) to behave like any other mother would have (well, some of them anyway), that she would have awakened and on seeing that her son was in bed with her and was fingering her pussy, have raised absolute hell..