Mum is sixty three, so i go and visit her as often as i can so she’s not too lonely, she’s had boyfriends before but nothing serious, i think she ...refers the single life. Mum had given me a key in case i needed to get in when she wasnt around, an act that neither of us knew would bring us closer at the time. Ive let myself in many times but this one particular time i went to visit her to surprise her for her birthday, which was the following day. I let myself in and don't think she even heard. I press my tongue on the skin between you ass and your pussy and pour slowly. You shiver a the cold plum wine streams down you body, in and out of your belly button, over your navel, over your beautiful lips and into my mouth…the wine is now sweeter” You get wetter and wetter while you listen and rub my hard cock with you foot under the table. As the sexual tension increases so does the pace of dinner. When you get up to go to the bathroom I use every ounce of restraint to not follow you in. We had a good cuddle in the shower then finished washing each other then dressed ready for some breakfast. We both had toast and coffee. However Heather does not like my weak coffee. Her coffee is Black but two teaspoons, without sugar.I went to the computer and checked for any messages. One email was from the angry client who told me I was sacked as his web page master. Good. He still would not get his password to amend until he paid his account. There was a request to transfer over the domain. "Well mine silly. It set me back quite a bit but the view of the ocean is breathtaking. It's worth every penny I paid, I think." She laughed."Meg, you didn't ever tell me you were rich. You only said you made good money," I said and gulped.Meg giggled. "Well now I don't consider myself rich. I do make good money and I guess some would say that I am wealthy. I guess I'm a little modest. As far as the two of you are concerned though, I am just Meg. You remember the horny little bitch that tried.