.Natalie's mother, Charlotte, took a while to take to Charles. She and her husband, Clifford, were unused to motorbikes in general and could not under...stand the attraction of a machine that exposed one to extremes of weather and danger; it has to be said that the tendency of old British motorbikes to shed oil played a part too. But they warmed to him as they saw how close he was to their daughter."I thought," said Charlotte, "you were never going to settle down. We worried, you know." I never. I lay still as her gaze feasted; she was smiling. A hand came to caress my stomach, her fingers tracing in circles as she teased. “No hair,” I just heard her whisper.Her face leaned down to my mound and her lips kissed, her fingers now very lightly tracing over the lips to my pussy. I could barely feel them, but it was enough to make me clench.Her lips followed her fingers down. “You smell divine, my love, I knew you would.” Her tongue probed, and I jerked hard as she then delved between my. I used my fingers to fuck myself. they were suddenly at my lips, my mouth eagerly sucking my sweet juices before I was fucking myself again, eager for more.My head thrashed and my hips bucked wildly, my fingers rubbing and fucking in a fast fury. My fingers were deep inside my pussy feeling the walls of my pussy clasp around my sodden fingers. Finally, I orgasmed so hard, my cries had got louder, my whole body shaking before finally I went limp on the toilet seat having just brought myself to. “Please offer her a bottle of our best champagne with my compliments.”He nodded, and left without a word. I watched on my screen. He approached her and said something in her ear and showed her the bottle. She nodded and said a word to the big titted blonde next to her and followed Stan. The elevator doors to my private room opened and she walked in.Goddamm she was more beautiful up close than she was from a distance. I could see now the bright blue eyes and the perfect smooth skin and white.