She probably put it on before she left for her school or work. Which one, would depend on what she had on her schedule today. When I tasted the broth,...I decided to add some more garlic powder. Then I stirred it in and tasted it again. Just right now.When I finished in the kitchen, I headed for my bedroom. As I walked by the living room, I saw Angela studying. "Afternoon sweetheart, who started the roast?" Chelsea started the meat before she left and asked if I'd put the veggies in when I got. ...WhtMILF: =-OWhtMILF: somehow i knew you'd start thinking of some shitWhtMILF: I don't know all i know is it will never be anything painfulME: well pain isn't my thingWhtMILF: and i'm thankful for thatME: anal is about as close as i get to painWhtMILF: cuz all i want is to moan to whatever u do to meME: sounds goodME: i like to hear u tell me the pussy is mineWhtMILF: oh yeah? WhtMILF: i guess that would be music to someone's ears lolME: yeah, as long as it real/naturalWhtMILF: well i. They would drive to a town about forty miles away and go into a pub or club where they were not known so that his father could watch as his mother would tease men at the bar. They were allowed to chat, touch and maybe kiss her but it never went any further. This was one of their favourite things as it also fit one his fantasies.They had discussed sex with other men and women or couples and dogging and sex with strangers as well as a lot of other things. All of which came to an abrupt end when. I have no idea if it made them feel good, but they both felt nice to me. If I could have decided if it made them feel good at the moment when the smell of ‘female’ started to enhance the aromas in the room, it would have to be when Simone was on task and indicated something to Joa. Suddenly it seemed that the smell of pussy had been infused into the room. Before I knew it, Simone was working her way down my shaft, slowly inhaling me to the back of her mouth and beyond. ‘I always was fascinated.