"But she will be well provided for, I'm sure," he insisted."She's meant to be with a man. Nothing is right, otherwise," Emma responded."You lived fart...er apart for a few years after Ellie moved to the Heights. Other than some travel time, that didn't seem to bother you," he pointed out."Those were her good years. She and Bert were good together. He was keeping it in his pants," Emma explained. "I didn't have to worry about her." We know now that he was not 'keeping it in his pants'," the. .. Mmmmmm..." I moaned. I just wanted them to start fucking my ass so they'd stop slapping my poor pussy. I could feel Steven's hand resting on the hot red cheek of my ass, steadying me. He pressed the head of his cock against my oil-slicked asshole and moved it in circles. In moments he was pushing it straight up my ass. Ernie pulled his cock from my mouth, stroking it before my eyes. "Ohhhh..." I moaned loudly, shocked by the sudden penetration. I clamped my eyes shut and rode the sting.. Her legs parted willingly to his gentle push, and the sight of her prim little white lace-trim made his cock rear up even more uncomfortably in his trousers. No way in hell was he going to stop now.But he was hungry to see more.With light, slow movements, not making a sound, he began to pull up the folds of her tee, till her magnificent breasts were uncovered to his gaze. He swallowed convulsively, wondering if she would awake if he kissed them, sucked them. He didn't care. If he didn't taste. "Fine, Mrs. Thorn. Come on in."She brushed past his front side on the way in."I heard your car. I hope you don't mind." No, I don't mind. Would you like something to eat?" he said, and went back to the counter to finish putting his sandwich together.She put one hand on the counter bar and one hand on her hip and thrust that hip out."Is your mother here?" No. She must still be at work." I see. Well, I thought I'd better let you know that I was talking with your mother last week and she mentioned.