I pulled her shirt down, then licked down and around her belly button while sliding off her pants and panties. She barely tried to stop me, then moane... as she felt my breath on her honey hole. From there, I lost track of everything but giving Linda a good time. I alternated my fingers and tongue in her pussy and on her distended clit. Her thighs, thick and strong though not shapely, wrapped around my head to cut off sound and peripheral vision. She continued like this for a while, bucking a few. Even though her husband would kill her for even dreaming of a black man, she had to have this young man.Moving to her bedroom, she took off her clothes and studied herself in the large full length mirror. Her body was in great shape, regardless of her age. Her white breasts stood out proudly, round and firm. Small pink nipples capped them, nipples that always seemed to be hard. She pinched them lightly as her hands glided over her breasts."He'll love my titties," She thought. " But it'll be my. I felt the touch of hands softly rubbing up and down my legs. I parted my legs spreading them open. Those hands ran to my upper thighs as I parted my legs even more.Fingers lightly tickling me on the inside of my thighs. They ran back down my legs to my feet. I felt kisses and licks lightly upon my feet. Those kisses and licks continued at my ankles working their way up to my calf and shin.As they licked behind my knees softly my juices started to leak from my pussy. For you guys not in the. As per usual, they both wore the same. If not for their different eye colours, I doubt even mom could tell them apart.Today’s outfit. A pink skirt that ended just above the knee paired with thigh-high white cotton socks. A tight white shirt with a butterfly on the chest clung to their slender bodies and small tits. Despite my mother’s best efforts, the twins had yet to adapt to wearing bras. They rarely wore them at home, and today was no different.Their skirts dropped quickly, followed by cute.