"Stephanie my dear. I have to keep living in thisplace. I am not going to be a martyr. I am afraid I will have to beconsistent with your Mum and Grand...ma. I cannot let you stay with me ifyou don't conform. If you change, I will have to tell mother!We got home. I got out of the car, looking around fearful thatneighbours would be seeing me - but there were no neighbours, bothDaphne and Grandma lived on the fringe, on acreage, away from the vulgargaze.I walked up to the door. The Dog waged his. Using the naturalness that glisteningly covered it, she ran her fingertip over the sensitive knob that jutted out from her sexual lips and grunted favorably from the sensations. As she worked in small circles around it, her pussy opened up even more, revealing its cherry colored interior. Hot and moist, it quivered with the eagerness of a gentle touch inside. I could see that was her next move and my invitation to be vocal. I watched her with vigor progress her finger further over her open. Eventually I laid her back and kneeled beside the table. It gave me an incredible angle for licking her soaking wet pussy. After about 2 min of me burying my face in her pussy she was cumming. She was so loud. I had never been with a girl that was so vocal. I climbed up on the table and started fucking her missionary. Not my favourite position but it allowed me to suck on her rock hard nipples. After a few minutes she wanted to get on top. The problem was her head kept hitting the light hanging. All three of them needed a rest for a little bit after their wild and raunchy morning sex-fest, but they knew for sure that the fun was only just beginning. Janet Mitchell curled up in her son Craig’s arms and gently kissed her boy on his lips. “My son, my young man,” she cooed proudly. “How did it feel to loose your virginity to your old Mom, huh?”“You can’t know how good that was for me, Mom. No-one’s ever given me a present that’s anywhere near as good as that,” Craig replied earnestly,.