“I prefer mine a little weak,” I said.She nodded. “No milk, or lemon?”“Not for me, unless the tea is stronger than I prefer, then I might ha...ve a squeeze of lemon.”I glanced at her, and she nodded, so I poured her green tea. “No milk, or lemon, or sugar for me,” she said, and I handed her the cup and saucer.We sipped, in silence. Lisa’s mother started out thoughtful, but began to smile. “So...” she began. “You want to marry my daughter.”I frowned and thought for a moment. “I’d say, we want to. I asked her if she would come home for which she agreed readily. We reached home in 15 minutes. As soon as we got in the house, we started kissing each other passionately. I took her to the bedroom, put her on the bed and kissed her..She was wearing a black sleeveless top and a skirt. She took off her top and she was in a bra and skirt. I went near her and put my arms around her waist and pulled her towards me and placed a gentle kiss on her lips. I started to feel her body. My hands were. There were her panties. Pink cotton with little lacy ribbons on the sides. I watched my hand reach out and pluck them off the bed. Without thinking I lifted them to my face and inhaled deeply. Oh my! I had never experienced anything like that before. It was musky, tangy, hard to describe, but it made me tingle all over. I found that my other hand had snaked down inside my jeans and into my panties. Before I knew it I was sniffing her panties and playing with my pussy frantically. Suddenly, I. Nearly broke both our necks, but we made it! I'll pop back now and again if you like. And I'm sorry about the cold douche yesterday, by the way. Poor darling, you must be cold enough anyway." I needed it, Fran. I was crawling with vermin - still am, but you managed to drown a few! And, yes - if you want to risk another flogging, come over by all means." I've still got some of that ointment left, Jo. I can always rub that in, and anyway they don't whip officers and Angela needs my piloting.