My mom looked so sexy in her bright red robe and legs spread wide open on the couch. My friend kneeled down in between my mom's legs while caressing h...er thick muscular thighs. He poked his way into my mom's pussy and slowly pushed inside of her. This time she was moaning much less because I was in the house. I heard her call him "honey" "sweetie" "baby" and say things like "that's so good" and "you're such a good boy" multiple times while he thrust in and out of her. For about 10 minutes this. There were kitchen staff and house staff and a number of others whose duties were somewhat unclear to him. Derek gathered that he would not need to go above the ground floor, as the middle and upper floors were where the staff worked and slept.There were the kitchens and associated pantries above the north wing, which housed a dining room only a little larger than the main mess hall in the Embassy. Over the west wing, where the formal reception rooms were, was a small infirmary and more store. People's homes were being trashed in the name of regeneration and big money was being made by getting councils on side to chuck people off estates. Even people who bought their homes under right-to-buy – the cornerstone of Thatcherism – were not safe. In West Hendon people were being offered a 100 grand to get out of their homes; equivalent sized properties in the 'regenerated' estates were being marketed for four times as much. I feel deeply that London belongs to the people not to property. Gallagher sensing her reluctance good-naturedly offered to reciprocate her ministrations with his own willing tongue up her Hershey Highway. It was enough to motivate her to tackle the ticklish project without further objection.She really had thought that she would be put off by the whole scenario but Gallagher's howls of delight inspired her to expanded effort and she was rewarded by the sight of him convulsing in a puddle of his own cum forced flat on the bed by the weight of her naked body..