He said that next week there are no reservations and he can give us a cottage at the end of the road, more isolated, so we can have our privacy, given... the occasion.”“The occasion?” asks Nikki.Joe smiles, “I may have led him to believe this was a special anniversary. But, it worked, we’ll be left alone. Maybe with a little effort we can find a spot on the beach for you to be with Sam outside, finally.”“Sam is okay to come, too? You are a dear man.”A quiet cottage in the middle of the week for. I could feel my convictions leave me, as I undressed and lay down beside her, and we began to kiss, I knew then this would not be a hot fucking, but at the age of 51 I was about to learn about ‘making love’. First we kissed, and explored each other bodies for almost an hour, as we discovered our love was still so very strong. I was the first to brake the kiss, and removed her bra and panties to reveal my prize, I slowly worked my way down her body to a nicely trimmed pussy, and began to taste. Jenny stopped Lizzie before she even had a chance to sit down and whispered, “Thank you for being a sexy little helper as well”, kissed her hard and ran two creamy fingers up the crack of her pantied covered ass.Jenny sat back down next to Tory who had helped herself to a stack of pancakes. “Let me help you with those” and dipped her finger in the bowl of warm maple syrup. She slid her sticky finger in Tory’s mouth and wiggled it all over her tongue. She then slid her gooey finger down Tory’s. As soon as we got in the backroom, I started untying my football pants, but I wasn’t moving fast enough for her. “Take the fucker out.” She said in a loud and commanding voice. “So help me, if you don’t take that fucker out, I am going to slap you.” She said as she tugged on the front of my pants. Her tugging only made the knot tighter and harder to unfasten, so she reached up and slapped me and then moved my hands out of her way so she could untie them. “What kinda fuckin pants are these?” She.