The old man’s left hand had drifted downward from the breast he had been fondling, gliding across her belly down between her legs. Her reaction conf...rmed that this was no unwelcome intrusion, no sexual assault. She allowed the old man's crooked fingers to probe her intimately and her thighs were trembling. He watched her knees part further and her knuckles whitened, as her stance became more difficult to maintain. He continued to pull at her left nipple, her gasping, breathless yelps coincided. She re-adjusts her position on the Ottoman getting her head in a more comfortable spot. Tilts her head back as far as it will go and opens her mouth. The guy squats over her head and guides his big missile to her open mouth. The cock is shiny from her spit earlier and the guy drops a ball of spit on his cock to lube it up. The guy grabs his cock and inserts it in her throat as though he were about to fuck her pussy. In one swift motion again, he is balls deep in her throat. This time he pulls. With that she slipped her shoes off and kicked them forward. She laid out on the bed and asked me to join her. I already had my shoes off and was getting up. As I neared her she sat up and began undressing me. What's your name? She muttered as my cock sprang from behind my briefs as she lowered them. I told her and she said I guess you already know mine. She then took my throbbing cock into her mouth. After teasing me a bit she pulled me onto the bunk with her. We kissed passionately as I. Back inside after finishing the chores, Mom told me not to shower, but to go shave so that I looked reasonable. She told me a shower might make me colder later. I didn't think so, since I'd been in cold climates before and knew what to do to stay warm.I made sure that Mom was wearing sufficient clothing and outerwear. We both wore warm waterproof boots so we wouldn't suffer the 'cold tootsie' syndrome. We left home with our soup and coffee early enough to get to the auction first.There were.