This was where one of the wings attached to a large garage.Margaret turned to Roger. “Roger, would you please take our bags in. Jenny will be stayin... in the guest room.” She faced Jennifer. “You want the nickel tour?”“You bet.”Leading her up the porch towards the front door, Margaret started. “Originally this place was just the main center section without any wings. The banker built it for your great-grandmother, which is how it came into the family. After he died, she took some money she had. Suddenly, the tip of his cock found her entrance and slid into her pussy. She moaned loudly as it stretched her opening. He put his hand around her hip and pulled her tight to anchor his sheathed cock deeper inside her.They giggled when they heard a smacking sound emanating from her wet, slippery pussy as he moved his cock in and out of her. It was only a momentary distraction as frisky thoughts turned into an ardent, burning desire to fuse their bodies.Emily couldn’t stop moaning and groaning. I glanced at Carol’s husband, but he was well gone. When I looked back in the mirror I could not see Mark’s hand, only about an acre of pale leg that was lifting up to cross over Mark’s lap. His face had lowered to watch her hands as she undid her blouse, exposing a white bra that glowed like pearls in the gloom, Carol pulled it up and exposed her bare breasts, but then they were hidden as Mark suckled eagerly onto them.The car had drifted and the wheels bumped against something, I hastily. She even arched her back with her arms up in the air to have herself a little stretch, in no hurry at all to get off me. After a few moments though, she finally got off me and stood at the side of the bed, looking down at me."That was real good..." She sighed."Glad you enjoyed it." I smiled, still real wet around the mouth."Mistress is definitely going to have fun with you!" She beamed."You got me all dirty now, I best go have a shower." She stated running her hands over her hot now slightly.