" We'll look forward to seeing you." Hmph! Doan' want no fancy food Oi doan'. Jus' bread an' cheese." If that's what you want, that's what you'll get.... Good." I'm James and this is my wife Jenny."Fred nodded. "Noice ter meet yer." He moved on purposefully towards the bar.Jenny restrained a chuckle, merely smiling at James. "Well now," she said softly. "We've had the local totty, the local nobs and now the local old codger."James smiled back and squeezed her hand. He did not have time to reply. She sat on her dome-topped trunk and watched him tack out toward the sluggish Chester River and straighten his wide rudder. Now, she decided, I am really on my own. She sought a word, a term for it, and decided that "transformation" was a pretty good fit. I am transformed; becoming something new; no longer a daughter, no longer a girl but, of course, still a maiden. That made her smile. It was kind of frightening. She was still smiling as she dragged her trunk up to the house and sent Miranda. Started with her boobs, I moved to her belly and I licked her navel.Then, as I reached her clit, I moved down to her thighs and licked them. Now I moved back up and started licking her clit, first slowly than fast. Her hands had made their way to my hair and she was pushing my head into her pussy. I moved my tongue in her vagina now and my right-hand fingers were now rubbing her clit simultaneously. My left hand was still playing with her milky boobs.As I increased my speed of licking and. I felt like a damn teenager. We stumbled to the bedroom still making out and shedding clothes as we went.Tumbling into the bed I cupped her ass while she nibbled on my ear and whispered, “Suck my pussy.”I licked my way down her tummy the pink folds between her legs. “Oh yes,” she moaned as I slid a finger into her. Andrea was dripping wet already and the scent of her was intoxicating. My tongue flicked across Andrea’s clit and she pulled hard on my hair forcing my head hard against her. “FUCK.