Mary smiled. "What's a matter old man haven't you ever seen a wet tee shirt contest?"He turned back and admired her breasts with her hard nipples now ...oking out through the wet material. "Well yes but never on such a beautiful woman."She smiled and thanked him for his compliment then lefty to change her blouse. She didn't say a word about the bulge she noticed in the front of his pants.On July 17 of that year and almost exactly 19 months after Helen's death Jake turned 61. His son and daughter. She hadn't told me very much about her daughter, just that she had brown hair and was 2 inches taller than she was, 5' 8" and she's 16 years old. When she showed me a picture of her that was 5 months old it sent my heart racing. She was absolutely gorgeous, beautiful brown skin, slim and seductively curvy for her age with a more mature look than other girls her age. When the day of her return came I was getting anxious to meet and see her in person. When she arrived her mother introduced us and. Did you see him, Jimmy (the k**'s name)He was looking at your cock like a little faggot." she groaned and moaned."Is that what you are, Bryan? A cock sucking faggot? That is what you are...you faggot! Get over here!" I started to walk toward the two of them. With a growl from their a****listic coupling, she snarled at me,"Not standing up like you were a real man...on your knees like the worthless,crawling faggot you are." I dropped to my knees and crawled over to them. Dianna, in a frenzy,. Lynne caught me and smiled. “Nice,” she mouthed silently, and I nodded eagerly. Lynne reached over and held my rampant cock, using it to pull me toward her.Chloe, meanwhile, was gently stroking Lynne’s leg. I sat next to Lynne and watched as my wife sighed with pleasure at the touch. Something in me needed to force things between them to go further. I gently prised Lynne’s legs apart, bent down and kissed her pussy, then giving Chloe a challenging look, “Mine,” I said.She rose to the challenge,.