As I walked back into the large room that served as the living room, study hall, rec room and whatever, I saw that the kitchen table, which was really... in the living room, was set. Peggy came out of the kitchen with a plate of salmon fillets steaming away. A couple of trips back to the kitchen and the table held salmon, Irish potatoes and lima beans. She had also fixed a package of brown and serve rolls. It had been a long time since I had a real home cooked meal. Most of my meals were salads. She grinned, cupped her tits, caressing her nipples, mouthing “suck my tits” and then shook them at me. I imagined myself sucking and nipping those giant melons. In real life, my cock was fully extended, Jane’s hot mouth working me over. I can feel the vibrations of her purrs of pleasure, as she strokes her pussy in time with her mouth riding my pole.In my fantasy, Dianne purrs, “Time to show you everything, look at my snatch.”She undid the ties at the side of her. Her fart erupted out without sound and went straight in my nostrils. It was dirty but I loved it because it smelled of her and we were too much in pleasure to notice that.After the act was over, the smell was still there. I complained,”didi the smell is in my nose.”She laughingly said,”You loved my ass a lot, don’t you like the smells and the things which come out of it?”I replied,”didi it smells beautiful..will you show me how you do your toilet in the morning?”She said,”I will show you. “Oh, Brian, yes, touch me right there!” She gasped, and Brian could hardly believe his ears.“Tina, are you okay? “ he asked. Her eyes flew open and she sat up, covering her breasts with both hands. All she really managed to hide were her nipples; her breasts were quite large. A big C cup was her bra size, when she deigned to wear one. They were very firm and stood up off her chest without any help, and she didn’t like the feeling of being constrained, so she usually didn’t wear one.“Brian,.