Although it was well into mid-morning, Jill had only just finished her shower and was standing in her mother's kitchen looking out into her garden, enjoying her first coffee of the morning. She adjusted her stance, slipping her left hand between the folds of her silk dressing gown to feel her tender pussy. It was good to come home every so often, offering the opportunity of decent shag with former boyfriends, as she had done last night. Despite their tenderness, she slipped a finger between her lips as her twat moistened at the thought of Frank's cock, she had enjoyed a few hours previous. Definitely worth a re-visit before going back to London.
Her 18-year-old daughter sunbathing in the back garden noticed her at the kitchen window, but turned her back on her mother contemptuously. Jill could not help but notice the gesture of disgust, obviously Kate was still annoyed at being left with her grandma last night. She'd been such a bitch recently, she needed to stop being such a selfish twat, thought Jill.
"Penny for those thoughts," said Jill's mother as she silently crept up behind her, hugging her. She traced Jill's left arm with her hand and on discovering its resting place, found another two of her daughter's fingers and pushed them inside her slit.
"Naughty girl, did you not get enough last night, I heard you come in at 2, so you have plenty of time for a proper fumble."
"Mom," Jill protested, yanking both her and her mother's hands from between her legs.
Joyce smiled at her daughter, licking her fingers clean said, "very nice, tastes as if you didn't wear a rubber last night. Delicious."
Jill blushed.
"Mother, you're incorrigible. I've had a shower, so your imagination's running a bit too wild this morning."
"Possibly, but you always said Frank was a good length and knew how to use it."
Jill blushed and refused to respond to her mother's inquisition, continuing to look at her daughter in the garden.
"She's become such a Mardi arse recently, I don't know how to cope," nodding in the direction of Kate.
Joyce looked towards her granddaughter, smiling she observed that with her legs spread apart she could see the gusset of her bikini bottom, which was quite evidently failing to contain her minge.
"You were just like that at her age, until I got Uncle Jack to sort you out properly."
"Is he still around?" queried Jill, her twat almost gushing at the memory of the first and still the largest ever cock to spear her.
"Very much so, I still see him from time to time and I am sure he would be happy to sort Kate out," she replied devilishly.
"Mom. I couldn't do that to her."
"Why not, it certainly worked for you, you had a smile on your face for weeks after and I seem to remember he taught you a few more things in the weeks before you went to college."
"I also believe he regularly fucked you, and probably still does," Jill stated as she looked at her mother not as a mother but a sexual predator. At 54, she still retained much of her beauty and even disguised in an old towelling bath robe, the firmness of her body was unmistakable. Jill pondered that all three of them were fortunate with their looks, each enjoying blonde hair, blue eyes and ample bosoms. Indeed, Kate had recently begun to blossom with a fine rack suddenly sprouting over the last couple of years. They were all slim but stacked.
"If I am to invite Jack over, we're going to have to do something urgently about that forest she's got between her legs."
Jill giggled, agreeing with her mother, both not having noticed Kate had stopped sunbathing and was now coming through the kitchen door.
"What's so funny then?" Kate curtly interjected.
Both Jill and Joyce turned toward Kate, each waiting for the other to speak. Joyce took the initiative and stepped toward her granddaughter.
"Your bush, darling," Joyce replied, as she grasped the strings either side of the bikini bottom, undoing them to reveal the luxuriant growth between her granddaughter's legs.
As her fingers furrowed through the fawn thatch, Joyce told Kate, "You need to get this forest tidied up, darling."
Stunned, Kate jumped back screeching, "Grandma, Mom tell her to stop,"