She slid her hand down to her mother's waist, letting her fingers explore this mature, sexy body. Sheila continued moaning, gently stroking her babygi...l's hair.Beth continued sucking as she slid her fingers inside Sheila's skirt, quickly finding her mother's hot box."Mmmmmm, God, Beth, oh God, you wanna finger Mommy?" she asked, raising her hips and using her left hand to slide her skirt down.Beth never stopped suckling, matter of fact, she had begun to suckle harder as her fingers slipped. "In more ways than one," Sandy said as she led the way out of the shop and flagged down a taxi. She and Clegg climbed in. The flunky piled the parcels in as well."What now?" said Clegg as the cab sped down the Boulevard Hausmann and on down to the Place De l'Etoile."I'm meeting a very good friend for dinner," Sandy smiled."And how does that help?" You haven't asked me who the friend is," she said."All right," said Freddie, humouring her. "Who are you having dinner with?" My new friend, Anna,". A sultry voice whispers in my ear, "Guess who?" and I smile and say "Hmm, soft hands…Briana?". She gets off, makes a pouty face and says "How did you know?" I hug her and say "I just said you had soft hands, so doesn't that give it away?" She laughed, then smiled and bit her lip seductively. That's when I noticed her costume. She was wearing a slutty pirate wench costume, with a red bandanna, a ripped shirt that bared her cleavage and tight stomach, and a skirt that showed off her legs. It was. In the summer there was fishing, hunting, and exploring the fringes of wilderness that surrounded us. During the long winter nights there wasnt a weekend go by that we didnt have dinner and dance with our new friends. Martina and Dot enjoyed each others company, laughed a lot and drank a lot of booze. Martina liked sex talk, but polite sex talk. On the other hand, she flaunted her ample breasts and luscious ass. She wasnt above giving me a hard-on as we danced then laughed it off blaming it on.