To celebrate, we took a taxi to a nice restaurant in a nearby village and ordered a slap up feast. Not returning until after midnight, we staggered dr...unkenly upstairs and collapsed into bed.The story had languished on the internet site for three days and neither of us felt inclined to continue it. The emails had dropped off to almost nothing with only one new message arriving overnight. I opened it and read."This story is my favourite. Hope it has a happy ending."The email address of the sender. Anal sex happens to be a major fetish of mine. All I could think about right now is anal with Mrs. Taylor. I cleaned up my mess and went to sleep.The next morning I woke up and ate a quick breakfast. I planned on finishing the lawn and completing the shed by late afternoon.Around 3:30 in the afternoon, I put the lawn mower and paints in the garage. I was done. My flight down to Mexico is tomorrow afternoon and I now have some free time of my own. I thought about visiting Mrs. Taylor. I started. Flick...flick...flick then lap so gently with the flat of my tongue, rasping my tongue on your gorgeous clitoris. You groan louder and grab my hair, pulling my face harder into your sex. My tongue now fiercely lashes at your little nub. You squeal as I suck the whole of your clitoral area into my mouth and force my tongue against it, into it round and round almost punishing this nerve filled fleshy sexual organ into submission. I then give one huge energy filled attack on your sex, sucking. Mikey did some math in her head and realized that some time had gone by and that she was three days late for her period to start. Now that would be odd now wouldn’t it, Mikey thought with a smile coming across her face.George Boy heard his Moms Car pull into the driveway; he saw his worse for wear Mom step out of the car lock the car and come towards the house. George Boy opened the door to greet his mother with a big hug. Ann hugged him back and then let him go.George where is Nancy?Nancy is.