I panicked and burst into tears. They had seen me in a bikini. I dashed upstairs, tore the bikini off, the breast forms spilling onto the floor, and g...rabbed one of my sweatshirts and some jeans. Then I stopped myself. That was ridiculous. In order to prevent further embarrassment I needed to put on Jennifer's clothes and front it out. So I found a nice loose summer dress, and a pair of sandals. I quickly daubed some make-up on and looked at the wig. When I looked back in the mirror I saw that I. She struggled a bit and tried to say something around his cock, but he held her by the breast and the hair, and began moving in and out. “Come on, girl, you can do better than that,” he said. “Use your lips and your tongue like you know how, or...” He pushed deep, pressing the tip of his cock against her throat, and she reflexively pushed against him with her tongue and tried to swallow. “That’s right,” he said, “I’m already in there, and I am going to cum in your mouth. I know you don’t like. She looked up and moaned in utter pleasure. I proceeded with the breeding, as her sister looked on, using her fingers to entertain herself. That poor old chair creaked and cracked as the wood was taking a pounding. I was using my mom like a love toy. Her eyes teared up in excitement, her arms desperately trying to hold on for dear life. My hands were at either side of her. When I felt her shake and moan in total delight, the big 'O' as it was, I dropped her onto my ten inch lancer. She struck. ” In addition to her physical attractions, Mrs.Grace speaks with a beautifully modulated contralto voice that one can listen to for hours without tiring of it. One other feature that has always fascinated me is her smell. Unlike most women she does not douse herself with perfume or deodorant, but always smells very clean and hygienic She is very fond of gardening and when seen in her front garden during the week, she is almost invariably clad in a shirt, corduroy trousers, soft flat-heeled.