Her breasts were shaped like ripe mangoes. She had a very slight tummy that curved inwards where a tuft of jet black hair covered her precious pink pu...sy. I started stroking her body more like giving her a massage. I squeezed those ripe mangoes pinched her nipples hard. I inserted 3 fingers inside her cunt and roughly pushed them in and out.I fell upon her pussy and started sucking her juiced hard. I bit her clit gently first and hard after sometime. She was wriggling like fish out of water,. Eventually, she stopped the pretense and just stroked right on top of the tube of flesh just beneath the cloth. Scott was all but rolling on the table moaning in delight.After dinner, to further tease Scott and aggravate his dire situation, Jasmine decided to removed her suit bottoms and take a dip in the pool. The excuse she used was complaining about itching from sitting around in wet bikini bottoms. She removed the small bikini bottom right in front of Scott even using his arm for support as. This is the first time I had even seen anyone pee, let alone my mom. It kind of turned me on.She stood and pulled her panties up. I guess she must have missed some pee because I saw a wet spot emerge on her panties. After washing her hands, she turned around, gave me a kiss on the cheek and left.This time she left the door open. I looked down and noticed that I was as hard as ever. I put my hand on my cock and started stroked as fast as I could. I didn't even bother to shut the door.After a few. It is different with my mother, who paints exceedingly well, and who, unwilling to part with so valuable a picture, gave it to me to put here, where it would be less likely to displease M. de Morcerf, whose portrait, by Gros, I will also show you. Excuse my talking of family matters, but as I shall have the honor of introducing you to the count, I tell you this to prevent you making any allusions to this picture. The picture seems to have a malign influence, for my mother rarely comes here.