I then followed to the toilets and as soon as i walked throught the door she pounced on me kissing me and feeling my body, i did the same kissing her ...shoving my tongue down her throat squeezing tht nice round ass, caresin them big boobs and then i slipped my hand up her short skirt, i then felt her bushy pussy and realised she wsnt wearin any underwear i thought to my self great i found a real dirty naughty btch here! she was already very wet and i started to finger her pussy and play with her. Joining the four of us for dinner are my aunt, uncle and four cousins. My aunt is my mother’s sister, a nose on legs with a voice akin to nails scratching a chalkboard. Her husband, Bernard’s personality isn’t at all palatable for anyone without hard liquor involved. His skin is the color of distressed leather, his teeth abnormally bleached-white. He is the type that tans in a salon until he can be described as “extra crispy”. His obsession with remaining “hip” quickly tires most people around. It's just that after you left last night I walked into Melissa's room to say good night. She was visibly nervous about me being there. Anyway, we had a wonderful talk. More like girlfriends than Mother/daughter."She paused and took a breath. "Part of me, the very large protective Mother part of me, isn't really sure that Melissa climbing into bed with you is the best thing for my little girl, but the rest of me knows that you didn't really need to come here, or ask my permission, to make that. DO NOT BE LATENot exactly a seductive invitation, Anna, I thought. I wonder what can be so important? A frown crossed my face. Surely the girls hadn't broken down and told Jennifer's mother anything? Whilst the brief exchanges with Anna had certainly been a little flirtatious, I doubted that she was as openly sexual as her daughter. "Problems at work, darling?" my wife asked as she entered the room and saw the concerned look on my face. "Nothing that can't wait. Y'know, sometimes I wish bloody.