It was love, pure and simple love, no recriminations, no laughter just a warm feeling that Helga hadn’t felt from anyone but her children in a very ...ong time.“Why would I laugh at you? Love is a natural feeling within all of us. I have felt it myself, so no, I can’t make fun of you for something I felt also.” Then she let out a growl, “though I may have to beat the hell out of my brother about the way he went about it!” This of course had Helga giggling so had that she actually had Angelika. She made her way down his neck, onto his chest and down his stomach to his boxers. She peeled them off and got her first view of his powerful tool. She wrapped her mouth around his cock and worked the length of him down her throat. She worked his shaft up and down for several minutes until he was hard as steel. She stood up and finished her tease by facing away from him, and bending over as she lowered her panties to the floor exposing her freshly shaven pussy to her horny neighbour. She picked. “That will never happen, John,” Bianca commented. “I love the opera and it is in Italian so I can translate to Sheena.” We left on schedule and arrived at Lincoln Center by 7:20. Champ exited first followed by Sheila who scanned the sidewalk before signaling me. I helped Bianca then Sheena and finally Mother out of the huge vehicle. We walked together into the theater where we lingered in the lobby while Champ bought champagne and ginger ale. We stood there drinking and talking quietly. " No."Kathy eased herself off Matt's rock-hard prick. She glanced down at it and then looked up at Anne, a smile lurking at the corner of her mouth. "Wanna help me eat him, Mom? Get him off?"Matt groaned as Anne hesitated. She glanced at him and he nodded. "Please, I'd like that."Anne looked at Kathy again. Her daughter smiled and held out her hand. "Come on, Mom. Share my feast."Relaxing, Anne held up her hands in surrender. "Okay," she said, but inwardly she was aching to taste Matt again. A.