Her lipstick looked as if it had been smeared across her face by a heavy hand and her mascara had started to run slightly. Her dress was creased and h...d various stains on it. I noticed they were a mixture of dirt, beer, grass stains and come. But despite looking as disheveled as she did, Angela looked hot and I could feel my cock start to harden. She threw down her handbag and walked over to the bed and stood in front of me. “Do you want to know what I have been doing?" she asked, her speech. They had come from a small town near Torino, and had left the economic and political wasteland of post-war Italy for a better life in North America. The elder Verano brought with him only a few tools and his pregnant wife, Carlotta, when he made his journey.They landed in Montreal, and after giving birth to their son, put all of their combined energies into finding a home in the west, near mountains like the ones they had so loved in their homeland. The elder Verano anglicized his name to Carl. I responded immediately, feeling my cock twitch under my boxers, growing. I'm about halfway hard when he does it again, this time with a little more force. He feels my cock this time and slides in closer to me, this time poking his ass all the way into my crotch, slowly grinding his hips.I thrust forward to meet him, no longer hiding it, my cock fully extending as Eric slowly grinds his ass against, teasing me. I can hear him breathing heavy at this point, liking it just as much as I am.After a. He could feel the heat from her hot wet vagina against his throbbing cock through the thickness of their pants and pulled her in closer. She stopped grinding against him and undid her pants and let them fall to the floor. She grabbed his belt and undid his pants, pulling his hard cock from his pants she gently stroked up and down. She took his mouth and hand off her nipples and she kissed her way down his chest and over his stomach. When she reached his cock she teasingly licked the pre come.