Emma kissed her again and then moved her mouth down Lynne's body; she was still fingering her clit as she started to nibble on Lynne's tits which grew... erect in her mouth. Emma then knelt down and moved her mouth towards Lynne's love hole. She could smell the heavenly scent of Lynne's pussy and without hesitation stuck her tongue deep inside her cunt. Again Lynne moaned; she pushed her fanny lips hard against Emma's mouth and cried out as she came. Emma hungrily lapped up the juices Lynne was. " Don't be disgusting - you find your own place away from mine." Mum replied."Please." I begged, "I've never seen a woman peeing and I thought after last night that you wouldn't mind. Please." I told you that there was going to be no more of that and I meant it!" she said."I don't see why not - I promised you that I wouldn't tell anyone and we didn't hurt anybody. Please let me watch," I entreated. I could see her wavering"Please let me' I continued."I think it absolutely disgusting" she said,. There was no trace of embarrassment about her but no extra warmth. I played it cool and responded as usual, and for the first three hours we did our jobs as usual. When it was time for my break, she smiled and asked, "Would you like to stay here for your break? Just chat while you eat?" I smiled and said, "Sure." I clocked out for break and took my sandwiches to the north side of the warehouse. She stood at the intersection of the north aisle and the main aisle to keep an ear out for orders as. “Oh really?” I asked.“Yes, really.” She replied, sipping her wine.We had a fantastic dinner. I found out that she was wrapping up her master’s program and already have a job offer on the table. Somehow between grad school and fucking me, she found time to volunteer with a humanitarian group in town and work out 5 days a week. I mentally compared her to the gold digging house wife Rochelle and the repressed wild child housewife Jill. I wondered if either of them had ever set foot in a soup.