“Mmmmm,” I moaned. It came out louder than I expected. “Is ok?” She asked, clearly knowing the answer.“Yes.” I said again, not knowing how... to elaborate my feeling. Sandra never erotically rubbed my ass, this was a new sensation owned entirely by Coco. She took her other hand and started circling it on the other side of my ass in the opposite direction. I felt my cheeks repeatedly spreading apart then clashing together, each time feeling the cool sensation of air sweeping into my asshole. I. That feeling was in the pit of my stomach as I ogled her massive chest, my cock jerked and grew, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away. I was very lucky that traffic was sparse that first afternoon. She was working in her small front yard garden and was sweaty and glistening in the hot sunlight. Her hair was wet and askew as I watched her blow a few strands from her face. Innocently she licked a salty drop from her lips and wiped her cheek as she bent forward to add a bag of yard waste to her trash. Hannah was ready, Chrissie was late and it seemed like the story of their lives. But Hannah was also showing her off, proud of her youngest girl, who she knew was a rare gem that most people would miss.I decided to leave them to it. I was having salacious thoughts about Chrissie’s ample breasts with a trickle of perspiration running down between them, and her steamy girl parts lower down, precariously wrapped in that towel.“I’ll go and help in the kitchen," I said, waving the two vacuum flasks. I lick up some of the cream. “Excellent desert, you must give me the recipe. Would you like some?” “Yes please.” I put my mouth over where I think her left nipple must be and gulp up a large amount of cream. I then move to her mouth an kiss her. The whip cream flows between our tongues. “Mmm,..yummy,” she says. Then I decide it’s time for a little payback. Instead of continuing to lick off the cream, I simply lower myself on to her. The cream is squished in between our naked bodies. At first.