She told me she was quite surprised that he didn’t mind it; he actually said it was sexy. She told me that it was getting pretty well healed now and... she no longer has any discomfort. Janice told me she had a prime rib roast in the oven, for dinner, and it would be ready in a couple of hours. She then asked what I did while she was busy with Mike and Kelly. I told her all I did ( with the exception of what Kelly and I did ) and that the time went by pretty quick. She told me it just seemed. ‘Welcome to The Smuggler’s Cottage. I trust you had a pleasant journey.’ ‘Ah, Miss Brownlow. I mean … Mrs Harrison.’ ‘Linda,’ she said. ‘Linda?’ She smiled. ‘Ah, yes. Linda. Right.’ ‘Do you need a hand with your luggage?’ ‘Umm … no. No, I’m fine, thanks’ I said. ‘Just these two bags.’ I followed Linda into the house. Considering the apparent humble beginnings of The Smuggler’s Cottage, the entrance area was surprisingly spacious. I guess it would have originally been the main living area. ‘I’ve. She had a wonderful shape though she was kinda short. Not hour-glass, but definitely a good cushion like ass. Her navel was almond shaped I could see it while she was cutting the vegetables, how sexy it looked. Probably the cold had made her nipples perky and I could see them tenting against her blouse.She knew I was staring at her, but she was quiet. She prepared the food and as she was about to leave, I gave her a 500 rupee note and said It's for the vegetables"She said "I dont have change to. Her words - not mine."He is so small compared to you" she commented as she milked my cock shaft in her soft hand.She also told me that she hadn't been fucked since the birth - her husband was too afraid to fuck her so soon after the birth. This was sending her crazy - she just wanted to be fucked. I was going to bring her wishes to fulfilment.I had a full belly of her milk, so I suggested that she move around and mount my cock as I laid on the sofa."Oh goody" she exclaimed as she straddled me,.