A sharp knock on the camper door grabbed us from our intimate moment. We got up and went outside and back into the house.We went next door to where I ...had been babysitting so the kids could play in a fort we built earlier out of blankets and chairs in the living room. Sarah and I moved to the master bedroom of the house, and locked the door behind us. We say on the bed, and started making out again. One kiss led to another quickly. I placed my hands on the bottom of her back, near her cute butt,. Ok I will from now on grandma.I mean Em we laughed. Mom just said you can keep calling me Mom I dont mind.Em began so Donny your Mom tells me your curious about sex and things.She tells me you have a craving for watching us ladies use the pot and such is that right? Yes Em I blushed crimson red.Have you been peeking already? she asked. Well no not peeking just sniffing mainly your and moms panties and when you come out of. ’ I climbed up on the bed and put my knees on the sides of his head. He grabbed my hips and held tight, making it so I could barely move an inch. ‘Play with your jugs for me,’ he demanded. ‘Squeeze those little titties for all your worth.’ I fondled my breasts while his tongue probed my pussy. He was rough, even biting at the lips, and licked my clit savagely. It was obvious that my pleasure was the furthest thing from his mind. After a few minutes of this, I was grunting and squirming in. As he had twenty times touched at Leghorn, he remembered a barber in St. Ferdinand Street; he went there to have his beard and hair cut. The barber gazed in amazement at this man with the long, thick and black hair and beard, which gave his head the appearance of one of Titian's portraits. At this period it was not the fashion to wear so large a beard and hair so long; now a barber would only be surprised if a man gifted with such advantages should consent voluntarily to deprive himself of.