Climbing out of bed, I slid up behind Mom and reached around to grab those fabulous breasts. Mom allowed me to have my fun for a moment, but only a mo...ment. Then she stepped away. "Clean yourself up," she said before doing just that herself. Some of the aroma of sex left the room. Mom's hair looked like she'd just left the stylist. And a skimpy nightgown appeared out of nowhere, covering less than half of her giant ass. "I'll see you again later." Then she went to the door and opened it. With a. “How does if feel?” he asked softly. “Is Madame satisfied with the treatment?” “Oh, yes,” she gushed, “very happy, it feels just great.” As his hand again bumped up against her pussy, he asked softly, “Would Madame care for a more, shall we say, intimate massage?” Her pussy was now dripping like a leaky faucet, and even though she knew she should just say no, she heard herself say, “Whatever you think is best, Sergio, I'm completely in your capable hands.” Now the pretense of an inner thigh. It seemed bizarre in the extreme that I was contemplating having a sexual dalliance with a woman whose name I did not yet know. However, there was a strong possibility that she was bored with her life at the rectory and was merely having a jest with me. Even now she could be hiding behind a shrub somewhere, watching to see how long I would wait for her, laughing to herself at the gullibility of man.I was just about to leave when I saw her hurrying towards me along the path that ran alongside. I dropped the towel and of course I had a hard on. She gave a gulp, dropped the lolly and seemed rooted to the floor, she didn’t panic and run. “Give it a feel Marion” I remember saying. “Maybe you can drop your panties as well so I can introduce my cock to your cunt. She didn’t respond immediately, but did giggle. I don’t know Frank if she had ever come across a hard erection but finally she did give it a stroke. I tell you something mate it did feel good. I let her stroke it, pull it then.