Her red haired pussy looked very exotic. My head went down between her legs as my tongue licked her inner thighs, edging closer and closer to her thro...bing pussy. Then I put my hands under her ass and slowly elevated her so I could make better use of my tongue to savor her throbbing vagina. I knew from her soft moans that she was enjoying our tender love making.I just loved to eat pussy, so I began stimulating her vagina by licking the very bottom of her pussy lips and slowly kissing her inner. Mom loved to work on it and she had several lovely flowerbeds which she tended diligently. There was a fragrant gravel path that stretched in serpentine fashion from one cluster of flowers to another. In the far corner of the yard, a massive oak tree provided plenty of shade in the summer. Underneath it, a wrought iron bench awaited lawn trekkers. Closer to the house, my parents had long ago built a screened cement patio.One night in summer, I was out of school and wasn't scheduled to go into. She still had her legs pulled up to her chest with her hand between legs. I licked her from her anus up to her clit. She spread her fingers open to give me access. I licked off the juices on her fingers and gave a loving nibble to the dark red clit buried in the strawberry patch.“Thank you, Lover.”I moved over to Blossom and gave her a long, wet lick from her anus to the top of her vulva.“Oh, Terry, I wish you could do my butt.”“I can.”“No, your wives have other plans.”“Baby, I would really. "That's a little too far, I think." She reached out her hands to encourage me out of my seat. "And we won't get our picnic if we don't get a move on. You go and get the fold-up chairs and a blanket. I'll get some food together."* * * * *Ashridge is a large forested area dotted with picnic places. As we drove the seven or eight miles to get there I studied my mother's profile. How did I ever go so many years without realising how beautiful she was? The clear skin of her face was decorated by.