Finally, she took my hand and led me to her bed.Just like I did with Jill I got between Mom’s legs and leaned into her boobs for a better look. Mom ...id not tell me to fuck her as quickly as possible because her husband was coming home. Instead, Mom allowed me to play with her boobs for as long as I wanted too. In fact she encouraged me to squeeze them, to twist her nipples, and then to suck on them. She told me that if I put one nipple in my ear that I could talk into the other one like two tin. An array of camera equipment, bodies and lenses, hung from straps around her neck, as well as a pair of world-class binoculars. The numerous pockets of her photographer vest bulged with accessories. A pith helmet straight out of a Tarzan movie topped her stylish outfit. How much had she dropped at L. L. Bean for this get-up?"Where are you going this early?" I asked. It was three AM according to the alarm clock, an ungodly hour."Bird watching. I mentioned it yesterday." The birds won't be up for. .. I like that, that’d be a good name for you now; I think I might tattoo that on your forehead. And while it may not be my cup of tea, I will, in time, come to terms with you spreading your slimy cum covered legs and opening your fuck hole for every canine cock that wanders into the back yard.?Angela stared horrified back at her daughter, as her scathing remarks tore her self esteem to shreds. ?Slimy legs! Fuck hole! Every canine cock! I have no intention of being the local whore for the. "At least eat the sweetmeats." She would have, for she adored berries and did not often have them. But she wanted nothing of his at the moment. "No, thank you," she replied and made for the stairs that led down to the gardens. "You'll not have a chance to eat again till it is time for tea." She ignored him and proceeded down the steps, needing to put some distance between them. For some strange reason, she felt as if she were looking at Nicholas and William when she saw him. But for his kind,.