Suddenly thoughts flicked across her mind of her being in that garden with him. Maybe he would be facing her and the lawn mower just wouldn’t be the...re.... Instead? He’d be holding her in those big strong hands of his. And the sweat on his chest? Yeah, she’d lick that right off. She’d run her tongue down his chest slowly, dropping to her knees as she did till she was finally face to face with his belt buckle...she would raise her hands up his jeans till they met right at the clasp of his buckle.. Oh that felt so good. In my head I was thinking of you but when I opened my eyes I saw some one new. A new toy that I need to unwrap and use. He reached behind me and unhooked my bra and I let it fall of me and to the floor. His hands found there way to the waistband of my thong and he pulled them off me. I could tell he too liked that he saw a nice clean- pussy just waiting to be eaten, fingered and fucked. He pulled me to him and as he did he lowed his head to my pussy and began to lick me.. Laura worked up to the 7th month and then departed for an indeterminate period of time. By the time her farewell party had finished, her body had changed quite a bit. Gone was the tiny waistline, and her chest had perked up significantly, a large B cup now or maybe even a small C, Jeff estimated. Nancy and Jeff commented to themselves how Laura's breasts had become so full with the pregnancy, her old blouses now seemingly pressured at the buttons as she walked around, not ashamed to show off. My own moans in response to that as I groaned around her nipple now captured within my mouth, the sensation of her fingers, gentle ... yet urgent as they toyed, played and continued to finger my aroused, equally hard nipples. I traded back and forth then, paying homage to each one of my mother's breasts, and then slowly began licking, making my way down her delicate shivering form, lingering briefly at her naval, kissing and licking that. I felt her hands suddenly on my head however, lifting me.