“I was thinking along the same lines,” she informed. “This was my mum’s bed; the one she shared with the man who has brought me up as his own ...aughter and now I am sharing it with him.”I kissed her. Her night dress had ridden right up past her waist and my erection was pressing against her tummy. She reached down and held me. “I suppose this is mine too now as well, isn’t it?”“For as long as you want it,” I told her.“Until my last breath then,” she said.I opened my mouth to speak but she. He always took a long time, getting her off twice, sometimes three times before filling her cunt with his juice. He always lingered, caressing her, and liked to carry her down to the surf and bathe with her. She felt very tender about him. She had no idea how they determined who would come, it seemed random to her, but there was never any conflict.She went inside and ate the fruit. Just as she finished, she heard giggles outside. A grinning young face peeked around the corner, and she smiled at. While we watched TV, I noticed Mrs. White staring at theguys and I wondered what she was thinking. Was shethinking about stuff hidden by their swim trunks? Thethought that Mrs. White might be thinking about guy’sdicks made mine go hard.Then my heart began to really pump when Mrs. White puther finger in her mouth, and began to suck it. Then shemoved that finger from her mouth to her chin to her softsupple looking tits. They were about a 36C’s maybe andstill perky for someone her. She also had a nice back. Watching her sleeping all night right next to my bed, finally I thought I was into her as I’ve never seen any girl so closely. Then one night when she was sleeping I finally gathered some courage & sat on her bed right next to her. I saw her body & couldn’t resist touching that. It should be mentioned that her sleeping body was more beautiful to me. She had black hair which sometimes covered a part of her face. I brushed that away from her face slowly. She looked very.