Your hands tightened their grip on my shoulders as your legs weakened and you gasped ‘Oh yes!’ As my hands stole higher along the inner smoothness... of your thighs, your legs seemed, of their own volition, to spread marginally wider. I was by now kneeling in supplication before you and had replaced my fingers with my tongue. Its flat surface scraped its way to the cuffs of those panties that flared away from your leg as they are designed to do. Already, the signs of your arousal were self-evident. However she has got serious with one of these weekend warriors - an Australian/Italian boy about 10 years her junior called Tony….what else!Tony has an amazing couple of parents of direct Italian origin - his dad Pasquale is the quintessential Italian charmer. About 70 now but still trying to root everything in a skirt he meets. Mum is very different - absolute sex goddess and ageless. Of course she’s had everything possible lifted and made plastic if it sags a bit. She’s actually 68 but passes. Finally I decided to go to bed as I had to be back at the airport pretty early the next day. I climbed the stairs and headed down the hall. There was a light on in our bedroom. When I got to the door, what I saw made me stop dead in my tracks. Judy and our daughter, Fran were on the bed naked and in the 69 position. Fran was on top. Judy was eagerly eating our daughter’s pussy and Fran was fucking her mother with a big plastic cock as she rubbed her crotch up and down on her mother's. It must have been clear from my expression that I clearly hadn't cottoned on to Gail's meaning, because she quickly added "You John, are going to use your lying tongue to dry my pussy, now get over here and kneel down in front of me" A little in shock and a little excited I watched as Gail lifted one of her legs to rest on the side of the bath and repositioned herself so her legs we're wide open and she was leaning back to give me access to the area between her legs. She had the most gorgeous.