With her knees apart the stretched material of her shirt supported my behind acting like the taught canvas of a deckchair.Looking around I saw Brenda ...oll up her blouse sleeve and lube her hand, Brenda's face beamed suggestively, Brenda then placed her elbow on the dinning room table, with her lubed fist pointing up.My girl friend then held me tight around my chest below my tits, I felt her warm breath as she kissed the nape of my neck and slowly eased me down onto Brenda's clenched fist,. Her mum had dressed to go out and had put make up on. “I’m going up to the Pheasant to meet your dad,” she said. “Be good”. “We will” Tricia acknowledged.We cuddled for a few minutes before Tricia excused herself to go to the toilet. She was gone a while and I assumed that she was checking in on Andrew.Her entrance into the living room was accompanied by the clicking of stilettos on the tiled floor. She was wearing white stilettos and her mum’s knee length fur coat. She was holding the coat. More

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