They were frantic in eating and sucking each other. The energy was almost overwhelming, the passion palpable in the auto as it continued to weave its...way through the streets. She abruptly got up and grabbed him by the shoulders, sitting him on the back seat. Without hesitation she straddled him, guiding his dick into her waiting slit. It was not slow and easy. No. As soon as the tip was in place, she slammed herself down, plunging him as deeply into her as was possible. And, then again. I grinned and grabbed Mrs. Reyes's breasts. They were such big and lush boobs. I squeezed them. My deceased wife, Mary, had such wonderful breasts. I kneaded these lovely tits. I squeezed them. I pressed my face between their valley. I rubbed them against my face, savoring the plump feel of them on my face.I licked up to the pinnacle of her boob, my tongue dragging over that wonderful flesh. I flicked my tongue against her nipple. She gasped, her dark nub quivering. I winked at her and then. ”“And he’s okay with it?”“Yes.”“So when?”“Let us have tonight together at the house. Tomorrow ... don’t you need to work with me on that essay for English class?”“Finished it Friday. I was despondent over you going away with Ben for the weekend.”“Tell your mom that she’s supposed to drop us off at my house after school Monday...”“Now it’s YOUR house...”“Uh-huh. MY house. And it’ll be fun.”“Oh, I think so...”“Bink?”“Yeah?”“You better be serious. This is serious. I’m serious. Ben forever.”“Ben ‘n. I explained that I was from the big house across the road. Before I finished explaining that I had helped build the house and had lived in it for five years, she broke in with, "I don't care what you did. You're just like every man. You come sniffing around here before I even have my bags unpacked. As far as that goes, you can trundle back across the road and please don't bother me again." Gees, what a bitch! She needn't worry. I wouldn't ever bother her.Cassie came home that weekend and was.