.. Nathan, the lasagna is in the oven and I'm making a salad. Please, make yourself at home. Feel free to put on some music -- if you can find anythin... that's your taste. Here -- let me take your coat."Nathan handed her his coat, hat and stick. He ambled to a cabinet and began reviewing her collection of compact discs. "Holy..." he exclaimed."Something wrong?" Iris called from the kitchen."Look at all this stuff from the eighties. Queen and R.E.M. of course ... but Devo ... Depeche Mode ... The. Donna moaned when their lips met and his big cock promisingly poked her belly. It was clear there was little between his boner and her skin, only his shorts (no boxer briefs for a change) and the thin fabric of her dress. They kissed for a few minutes, allowing their tongues to play and duel before she broke it and asked in mock indignation, ‘Todd, you didn’t comment on my little dress, didn’t you like it?’ ‘I like it very much. You can feel the truth on your belly.’ he assured. ‘Donna, you. He touched the wetness and he wanted to taste her. He pulled down her panties and she kicked them off. His finger finds her clit and he rubs it gently. She couldn’t stand it and came to a climax. He felt her body tremble and heard her light whimpers. He had to taste her now. He spread her legs and went down in between. He started licking her, then sucking on all the juicy wetness. He pushed his face deep and he tongued her clit and moved to tongue fuck her sweet pussy. She was trying to hold. "I felt my expression suddenly change and my vision blurred."Oh, come on! I didn't mean right this instant, honey! I've still got afew hundred good years ahead of me!" Alexis giggled then her expressionturned serious. "Look, don't act so surprised, Alex. You and Camilleknew I was your mother those last two months back at Avalon! Are yougoing to talk to me or do we stare at each other until we tire ofstanding?" What...what do...do I call you?" I stuttered."Ahhh, your voice still does work!.