“Wow Mom, those look amazing!” I exclaimed. “You mean these?” she squeezed her breasts. “MOM!” I yelled. “Yes, Mrs. Ryan, your tits are ...mazing,” Justina said. My jaw practically unhinged. When Justina saw my expression she clapped her hand over her mouth. “Did I say that out loud?” she said. We nodded. We all laughed but for Justina and me it was more of a nervous chuckle. It actually made me hornier then I already was when Justina had said that. Mom stirred her tea with a spoon and we ate.. . I am cumming again..........f.....u......c....k........me. That was fantastic – a mini-multiple.He had said nothing and almost at the moment I had relaxed after one of my best orgasms – he came.I could feel him going really hard and fast which had bought me on and I had cum, then he slowed down and I could feel the difference in his cock inside me ---- he was grunting and each time he did – I could feel him jerk as he was obviously pumping loads of his semen into me ......as I could feel him. “There’s a private strip for sale about thirty miles from here.” I walked up and peered over her shoulder. “It’s a big chunk of land, with several plots. It looks like they bought up the area around the approach ends of the runway, and along the sides.”“We’d have to sell a couple of properties to afford it,” I said as I sipped my coffee. “It is nice, though, and it’s subdivided, too.”Jo contacted our company’s realtor, and we arranged to visit the property that same day. We drove to the site,. “Can you join us?”“I’d love to.”“Let me introduce Sandra Wynne, Sayuri. She teaches anthropology at Macquarie.”“I am honored.”“No, no. Not so formal. I am Sandra. And you are?...”“Sayuri.”“Sayuri is my brother’s girlfriend.”“I’ve met Al. Doesn’t he receive his degree soon?”“In December. But he may stay another year.”“And you, Sayuri?”“I am a visitor at the International Centre.”“And I’m showing her the Gallery.”“Have you been to ‘Our lands’ yet?”“No. That’s for after lunch, along with David.