The head of my shaft was leaking precum, but I didn't notice; I was fixated on Mary and her magical vaginal spasms. I eased another finger in, which ...idn't seem to bother her at all. She was wet, and I wasn't sure whether ewes could have orgasms so I just wanted to make sure she was ready for me.After a few more moments of internal petting and the insertion of a third finger, she was panting lightly and I had to have her. In the back of my mind I half expected Sam to come bounding up and. We giggled at the absurdity of it all, and I whispered into her ear, 'I bet he would cum in his pants if he knew we were going to a sex shop'.'You know mummy I need to find out', and at that she asked my for the city street guide.I gave it to her and she got up and went across to him, his face lit up and she slipped into the seat beside him, and immediately fell into conversation.I was excited watching her, so much at ease and as she opened the street guide I saw she was pressing her leg hard. It physically pained her to come here and sit by his side every day. He was unresponsive and already far, far away from the world they had shared together. Even coming here today so close to Christmas, passing the bell ringers and people hurrying to buy gifts made no difference in the way Roberta felt. This was a sad day, just like it had been for so many days before. Their two boys, Harry and Bill, had their own lives and families now. They did not really have room for two old people. Did they. As she dropped her hands to my legs, she leaned over and blew the candle out. For a second, I stopped caressing her smooth stomach and soft tits. As I paused, she started kissing my neck, distracting me from what she was doing with her hands, until she slid them into my pants and pulled out my rapidly hardening cock, at least. ‘This is for what you did with that pool return.’ Her voice was soft and sexy, right next to my ear. She kissed back down my jaw and then dropped and sucked my hard 7′.