Rahul continued slurping at my pussy, sucking the juices off my pussy. After a while we separated. I changed my position and turned my face toward him. His lips were wet with my juices. I kissed him deeply on his lips’ licking off the traces of my pussy juices. Rahul put his arms around me and pushed me into his embrace.“You don’t know mom…” He whispered to me. “How much I enjoyed it. You’re just fantastic.”“You too son.” I replied, again kissing and licking his lips. “I just have had a wonderful time.”I pulled him back into my embrace, rubbing my horny pussy against his deflated cock. I desperately wanted to feel his cock inside my still dripping pussy. However, I knew that he had already spent twice and he would need some time to recuperate. Reluctantly, I released my grip from his body. “Let’s finish our shower.” Rahul stood and turned on the shower. I closed my eyes and felt the cold water drenching once more, my naked burning body. I was in terrific heat; even the cold water was. I took the timer from the kitchen and laid it by the pool side before taking off my wrap and joining him in the water and we swam for another fifteen minutes before it summoned me back to my cooking duties.Rory got out of the pool with me and after we had dried ourselves he followed me into the kitchen and began to set the table as I put the stew and potatoes on the plate and carried them to the places he had set. It was not only a meat stew but it had in carrots sweet corn and peas, so that it met the requirements of one of our five per day.RoryNext morning when we arose the first thing we did after breakfast was to look out our bicycles. I suggested to Rebecca that we should spend the morning at one of the big supermarkets in Samur and at the same time, put our bikes in the back if the car so that we could take them to be serviced. The cycle shop would probably have them ready for us the next day so we could park the car, collect our bikes and do a tour of the caves and pick some.
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