She did not make any noise. My hand found it way under her flannel and I started massaging her tits. I rolled her nipple between my fingers, they were...long and thick, just like her daughters'. She just began to breathe a little heavier when a suspect noise from the other room interrupted my session. I stopped, disengaged from her and went to check. The kids were sound asleep. Feeling the guilt and the horror, I decided to call it a night even though I had had a huge hard-on.When I returned she. A nearby blacksmith pounded away at hot metal working it into shape. People moved about browsing what they could buy. I saw clothing and fabrics dyed in a variety of colors. People from different races and cultures passed by me. Humans, elves, gnomes and a variety of others. Back home this would have been a bizarre site to behold but here it seemed to be common place. I was a little overwhelmed not being sure where to go first.I perused the markets as I went stopping to browse a little before I. . they said they liked my legs and ‘bum’ and wanted to show it off a little bit. They were very nice and cheeky and I liked this attention. After all the years of marriage a little bit of the excitement fades, this was a rather unexpected and pleasant diversion.We arranged a time for a studio shoot. What should I wear? And the answer came back very quickly, sexy business wear again. They suggested that sexy undies would be a god idea too because it would make me ‘feel the part.’ They also. Why can’t Catherine suck and milk my BBC as good as her mother? I thought silently to myself. “Mmmmm FUCK, Mama LoLo! That was the best blowjob I have ever had in my life.” “Yesssss, good ! Mama LoLo wants to know you’re satisfied baby - gotta keep my new Black Bull Stud and soon-to-be Son-in -Law happy and wanting more. “You’re head-game is better than Catherine I exclaimed!” You need to train her how to better orally satisfy me, since we are to be married shortly.” “If Cathy doesn’t treat you.