Home With Astrid

It felt good to be in my own bed again. The thoughts of not marrying Steve had me on edge and tupsy turvy. Knock on my door, in walked Astrid with a cupper and a biscuit. She was in a short nighty and nothing else, myself only with panties under the blanket.

We both were happy seeing each other again after some turbulent weeks between us. As I sipped my coffee I did tell her that I saw her with her son being taking care of orally in the kitchen. He is young and needs attention she said quietly. She also hinted that her son Ian would be living with us. I didn't mind it at all was my response. Astrid leaned down over me and kissed me with her hand gliding under the blanket right to my pussy. She pulled the panty crotch aside shoving one of her digits into me

I MISSED YOU SO MUCH MY SEXY KITTEN I said to her. I pulled the blanket back when Astrid helped me out of my panties. She removed her short nighty and there for my eyes and hands stood her luscious body. I pulled her on top of me, rubbing our pussies together as she nipped on my erecting nipples, most sensitive erogenous part of my body. My orgasms rushed into me and then I rolled my darling on her back as I laid on top of her.

Together again we were one and fulfilling our needs, when Astrid reached up but not to touch me, instead to touch Ian 's cock which she slowly rubbed up and down. I was so fucking horny seeing my love taking care of her son and I boldly kissed his lips.