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"Ye wot?" grumbled the barman."Er... Some ale. Please." She did her best to ape the local bumpkindialect and blushed at how false it sounded. She'd always thought shewas rather good at her clodhopper impression but now she was one of themit didn't sound so good. The barman eyed her suspiciously as he pouredher pint. She took it quietly and retired to a corner of the pub to keepout of the way. She was frightened someone might become violent withher. She had never been able to stand the sight of blood - especiallyher own - and couldn't stand violence of any sort.Burt's girlfriend Mavis was working the pub, carrying three or fourpints in each hand by the handles. She wore a frivolously slutty dressthat managed to expose her creamy round shoulders, her forearms and agood deal of her cleavage. Part of Ann found the outfit grosslyinappropriate but part of her couldn't help but be intrigued by it. Theodd sensation she'd felt earlier when looking at Burt in her own nakedflesh started to. But in years past, her mother told her she had outgrown it and for her to move on to something else to wear to bed at night. When she undressed she slid the shirt down over her body it was little tight and it barely came down to cover the bottom of her butt. She turned her back ot the mirror and thought perfect and giggled to herself. Next she brushed her hair into two pigtails on both sides of her head. She wanted to look as innocent as possible. She had heard older guys liked that. Now it was time, she left her room. She left her room, walking down the hallway she almost backed out, she came to her moms room. Slowly she peeked in, he saw him laying in the middle of her moms bed shirtless and still sleeping. She walked to the side of the bed, waking him, slowly he opened his eyes. He saw her; her shirt pressed tightly against her boobs, her nipples clearly hard, her pink panties peeking out from the bottom of her night. Instantly his dick got semi-hard, then she spoke and asked him.
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There was no doubt where the girls had acquired their looks and their bodies. I put the woman’s age at about 45 but I could have been way off. My only point of reference was the fact she had a 22-year-old daughter. Brian went off to acquire the chair for her and I went into the galley to make a pitcher of daiquiris for the ladies.“I may have to go rub one out,” Dom said as we took the drinks and glasses down the stairs.I concurred. I was thankful that Carol (the girls’ mother) still had on her stars and stripes bikini when we arrived. She wasn’t any more attractive than anyone else, but I didn’t need any new flesh to stare at. It had taken me hours to get used to seeing Jessica and Kristin without tops on the way down. The mother was a little thicker around the waist, courtesy of time and birthing two girls, but she was still attractive.“You guys are so sweet!” Liz said. She pushed herself upward and accepted a cup from me. She had somehow managed to keep her bottom pressed to her.

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