I didn't know we were doing it in front of the whole world," Susan said as Arlene guided her Meemi into the bathroom. "And here I am going to the bath...room after what's happened, and I'm going with my granddaughter. I can't do this, I..." Sit," Arlene said, matter-of-factly."What? I can't sit there at let his..." Sperm, semen, come," Arlene offered." ... come drain out of me in front of you. You're my granddaughter..." Yep, we've already covered that," Arlene said, fighting the grin that wanted. Outside, there was a chill in the air so I pulled the robe tight around me. Maybe I should have gotten dressed before I did this, but that would have taken planning – something I hadn’t managed so far this morning.The studio was locked and quiet but the light still burned inside. I unlocked the door and slipped inside. Sure enough, there was Mum – curled up on the mattress in the corner of the studio. She had her messy painting clothes on and she’d simply collapsed on the mattress and pulled. My whole body gave a shiver and jerked when she did that.My head was down, my eyes looking at the desk when I felt both of her hands on the cheeks of my ass opening me. She was squatted down directly behind me and the next thing that I felt was her tongue moving up and down the slit of my pussy.I let out a long relaxing sigh as I felt her lips touch me and her tongue pushing into me. She expertly worked her tongue in and out of me and then down to flick across my clit, driving me crazy with. Arthur Davidson came over to them. "I've been hearing about your riding exploits," he said to Victoria. "Pretty impressive."Victoria did her usual: smiled, thanked him softly, blushed and looked at the floor."You really ought to start competing again," the general went on. "I know it's expensive but the first thing is to get yourself a good horse and that of course is expensive in itself." I've got the horse," said Victoria, "or at least I know the horse I want. I'm madly saving for him now.".