If she had opposed the project just on it's merits, she should not have let it be known that it was personal. No she wanted the meeting as much as I d...d. I just had to play along to find out what she wanted.The best I could tell she was the god mother of the black good guys. There was probably a thug god father as well. I had no idea. If there was, he hadn't made himself known to me. As long as his business didn't effect me or my friends, then it was purely live and let live.I was positive that. You wouldn't take the latest treatments. "When it's my time, Alex, it will be my time. We shouldn't stop that."I know dear but I have to protect them. They're my kids.The coughs start again. I have to stop them or at least hide them. Can't make a fuss.I look up. Lisa is paying with Eddie. Evan and his husband are looking on in pride. Even got himself a nice boy. He reminds me some of Amber's second spouse. Fun guy. Not as stuck up as her ex-wife.Who's laughing? Oh that's me. I was just. I reach inside the elastic and put my index finger inside her cunt. She is very wet. I feel up and down her slit. Spending a second each time to rub her clit. Each time I touch it, she twitches.Both mother and daughter are in rapture. Both have their eyes closed now. Both are breathing in little shallow pants. I can feel Hansa’s wetness beginning to make its way through her panties and the Salwar to my hand as we pull up to the house. “This is just warm-up for tonight” I say to them both as we. “That’s one,” Loni said.Harriet didn’t respond. She just lay back on the mat and started over... well not exactly over. Her nipples were still extremely sensitive and her clit remained swollen and throbbing. She decided to take care of her clit for orgasm number two.This was a different kind of arousal. She was lying back very relaxed– almost as if she were in a marvelous afterglow– but she was gently circling her clit with the index finger of her right hand. There was no undulation of her.