As if in unison, they looked at eachother'slips and then back up. Mary's eyes sparkled with an enthusiastic blue and Winifred returned the same look with her radiantly chartreuse eyes.
Winifred threw the note aside.
And leaned in for a kiss. Mary returned it.
There tounges interlocked with heated passion and Mary cradled Winifred's head. Winifred moaned heatedly into Mary's mouth whilst Mary, never taking her lips of of Winifred, took of her coat and started to unbutton her shirt.
Winifred took notice and started to undo her blouse. Mary looked at Winifred with a cautious look before sweeping her hands around her chest and to her lower back. One hand slipped inside Wini's skirt whilst the other touched her face as it was ravenously kissed. An overheated Winifred was flustered and pushed Mary back before standing up and saying: "We can't be doing this, I'm in mourning and..and the children."
"You wished for my help and I assure you this will make you feel better" And with that she reached out to touch Winifred's Pussy.
"Mummy, Mary?"
Micheal and Jane stood there with innocent looks on there tired faces. Micheal was in his dad's old nightgown and Jane carried her daddies old childhood teddy bear.
