She was happy to see that I don’t wear boxers and my cock spring forward. She laid me back on the bed and told me to lay with my head firmly on the ...illow. She then climbed above me and lowered her soaking wet pussy on my face. She then spent the next 15 minutes grinding her wet pussy across my face. Completely engulfing me with her fat ass on my face. It was unbelievable. As she was sliding it across my face, she was teasing my cock with her wet tongue telling me to not cum. She had to cum. “No, but your uncle has moved into a different occupation, that of a publican.”Uncle Caleb had bought a half share in the Beehive Tavern, situated on Castle Gate in Grantham. The tavern’s sign was a working beehive, and honey from the bees was used to make mead. The Beehive was owned by Dobie and Abigail Lines; Dobie Lines was a great bear of a man, with little patience and large appetites, especially for ale, rum, food and women. Abigail Lines was a handsome woman, who to my eyes resembled. Mom kicked it away several feet, then turned around and kneeled on the grass wearing only her panties. I went to her and sank to my knees behind her.“I guess you’d better paint all of me,” she instructed in a rather throaty voice.I splashed the paint on Mom’s back and spread it around, covering her arms and shoulders and even the back of her thighs and her calves. When I reached around to do her front, and Mom didn’t object, I concentrated on her breasts, kneading and stroking them for long. She unhooked her blouse button and her breast bounced in air as she was without her bra. For the 1st time in my life I saw a woman with her bare breast. Her breast was marvelous with darkish brown prominent perky big nipple. I was hot and excited. She dropped her blouse aside and opens the knot of her petticoat. Her petticoat dropped on the floor. She was completely naked standing in front of me and her pussy pubic hair was dark big and very dense. I love that sight. She was looking very sexy.