The next morning a plan came into my mind, Sues garden was in a mess – grass needed cutting – beds needed weeding so the next time I meet her I sa...d Sue your garden needs sorting out now I have a friend who’s has two sons why don’t you let me arrange for them to come round and sort it out for you. What will they charge me she asked - nothing I said just cook them a nice meal I rang my friend’s sons they were 16 and 18 and both little randy sods, I told them about Sue telling them to bring a. “What did you do to get this?” Cheryl asked.“A little flirting and a lot of conversation.”“No way!” Cheryl spotted a photo. An older woman. Gray hair. Smiling. Countering frown lines. Another woman smiled beside her. Not much younger and nearly a foot shorter. “This is Professor Hardass’s place!”“She’s sweet once you get to know her,” Moe chuckled.“The tall one?” he guessed.Moe nodded. “The other one in the photo would have objected if it went further than flirting.”“Hardass?” he asked.“Hardy,”. She had the alluring air of a strong, mature woman in the body of a petite young lady.He had suggested a few “instructions” to her prior to their meeting as a fun way to test her level of submissiveness. One of those instructions was to not wear a bra or panties. Since it was a January evening in Canada, she was bundled up in a warm winter coat but when she removed it, he could tell right away that she had followed the bra instructions. He wasn’t sure if it was the cold or the excitement of the. She wanted to stop him, but she didn't want to stop him, either.His hands stroking and squeezing her excited tits felt good, made her cunt tingle, the hair-lined lips pucker and quiver, her clit pulsate. She lifted her hands, placing them on her father's shoulders. She stared directly into his hot eyes, and slowly pushed her crotch against him."Kiss me, Daddy," she whispered.Vic's hands slid around her back, his lips pressing upon hers. Angela moaned as she clutched the back of his head,.