Wilkins became more enthused as he continued his story. She was nearly giddy when he told her about taking over during survival and leading the men to...safety. When he got to the part about the boat accident, he didn't think she would want to hear the details, so he just told her that three others were hurt and he helped them.Mrs. Wilkins had been a counsellor a long time, and she immediately recognized the difference in tone and even his method of describing the events.She looked him squarely. Now, what we should have done was turn around and go back to bed. We had investigated the strange sound and discovered its origin. We didn't.As our eyes adjusted to the scene, I could see Patty lying on the couch. One leg was hooked over the back of the couch and the other was propped on an ottoman. I do not think that an Olympic gymnast could have spread her legs any wider. Bob, looking into Patty's face, braced himself on her shoulders and drove his cock deeply into Patty's loudly squishing. "What made you choose this particular time to consummate our love affair?" I waited long enough. If you weren't going to have the balls to fuck me, then I guessed I would have to have the balls to fuck you. Ok?" Her green eyes dared me to disagree."Ok, ok, ok. Now that you have broken the ice, or hymen as the case may be, how long am I to continue to enjoy these favors?" Until the 911 truck comes for you, old man.", she laughed. Her delicious tits bounced and swayed with the rising and falling. . buy my panties. My pulse quickened, now this is interesting. As a teen I had sniffed my Mom’s panties. More as a curiosity then a fetish, but I remembered how nice they smelled, her musky womanly sent trapped in the cotton fibers. How my young penis swelled in my pants as I pressed them to my face and inhaled deeply. I remembered gingerly touching my tongue to the fabric, eager to taste what a pussy must taste like. As I typed a reply to the ad , I felt a stirring in my pants. Mabey today.