I undid her belt popped out of zipper and reached in to find her flower was just dripping nectar. I slid my fingers into her and then brought them up ...to my nose and smelled her ambrosia. With a firm grip on her body I pushed her down to her knees and she greedily feasted on my cock. I grabbed handfuls of her long curly hair and used it to fuck her face.not wanting to come in her mouth I made her stand up and did her pants dropped the and her panties. I had her turn towards the tree and bend. She was speeding up her words and in the meantime I was stroking my thumb on her boob.As this was happening she suddenly got up saying she needs to put the food in the oven. Okkk was shed long uncomfortable or was it all too Much for her or was she dripping cunt juice over my antiques.Well she came back and sat again at the sofa and without hesitation I put my arms around her arm Locked it and made sure my thumb was free to caress her left boob.I was at it again only for her to get up and take. ...this time to the beautiful house myfather built and a new husband and stepfather for Vic and Phyllis. I wasborn three years later and in some ways always felt like an only child. Mybrother Vic was 13 years my senior and Anna was 12 years older than me. Theyhad a different father who used to take them for summers to his vacationhouse on the beach in Florida (to mom's chagrin all his hard work had paidoff for her ex and he was well fixed financially). During these times it wasmy dad, my mother. Bradford asked as he eyed me up and down.“Well you tell me.” I did a slow little twirl for him.“This is my friend Jack. Jack Redding.”“Nice to meet you Mr. Redding. Are you two having a good time? Mr. Bradford where is your wife?”“Well I left her at home this year and brought Jack. We were looking for the entertainment and when I first saw you across the room I thought you were one of them.” he gave a soft laugh but I could feel their eyes on my tits.“Mr. Bradford you dirty old man. If I was a.