Suddenly the two women started giggling and couldn’t seem to stop as Marie voiced what they were both thinking, ‘It doesn’t seem like the curse ...has to be put on just Great Grandma Otter,’ as they looked at the photos of Grandma Force and Grandma Lewis. Both ladies were also obviously endowed with wide hips and heavy pendulous breasts that no bra could confine. With another giggle Carol remarked, ‘Does it occur to you cuz that the men of the family all have a fetish for big floppy tits?’ Each. It was perfect, just what she deserved. Almost u*********sly, I began replaying the scene from her diary. I pulled her to sit on my lap and wrap her beautiful tanned legs around my back. We started rocking against each other, all the while kissing, probing, reacquainting. I could feel her passion rubbing against my stomach as she rocked her hips faster and faster against me. Moving down to her neck, I nipped and kissed her pulse point as my hand traveled down to her liquid heat. Just when I. Once up in my room, I stashed my rifle under the bed, unpacked and put away my clothes, and tested out the mattress on the big double bed.I woke up from my siesta at about six in the evening. My stomach let me know it was time for my free supper. As I walked down the stairs from my second floor hotel room, it dawned on me that I was dressed almost exactly like my character Black Bart from the old west show. You know: black boots, pants, vest and hat. The white shirt was all that was out of. Jenny now turned the tables "Do you like what you see? Do you like to see how wet you have made me?" Jenny then pulled her lips apart allowing the cop to see her wet cunt. "Do you like to watch me, do you like to watch my fingers pounding my moist wet cunt, do you want to watch me make myself cum?" "Yes," was all the cop could say quietly, “Do it." This was all the encouragement Jenny needed and she set to work with both hands. Two fingers of one hand were pounding in and out of wet hole,.