His hand again moved within inches of her lovely pussy as she held her legs tightly together. He continued to work his way down each of her legs again...until he reached each foot again. He spent several minutes again on each foot as my wife moaned out how much she loved it. It had been almost an hour and the massage was coming to an end. My cock was rock hard and I couldn’t wait for him to leave so I could make love to my beautiful wife of twenty years. She looked fantastic as her body radiated. She had planned it a few days before; at least that's what she told me. I didn't want to leave any messages since I hoped what Bob said wasn't true." It was after that you called Shauna. According to you she also said that Brad went fishing with Bob and Mark. He took the day off. When you asked her what time Darcy was going to pick her up, you said that she said Darcy had called her and cancelled going out with her. When you told her about the call from Bob she didn't believe you."After that. "Perhaps more lubrication is needed" he says before pulling his cock out and spitting on it and my ass hole. He presses his cock back into my hole. The extra lubrication helps. Mr. Hood slowly pushes his cock in until I feel his balls on my cheeks. He moves his hips side to side. I feel his pubic hair rub against my ass cheeks. Mr. Hood begins pulling his cock out. Only just the head remains in my ass before Mr. Hood pushes his cock back in balls deep. He pulls it almost out again before. Dad took a job at the local feed mill while Mom was hired on as a cook at the diner two blocks from home. I was still an only child. I was told that my job was to do the very best I could in school. My job was to make it through college and get a job that paid well. My job was to become somebody: they didn't want me to be a dirt poor farmer. The poor rich they called it.Between both jobs, a small profit from the farm and odd jobs that I did we were able to purchase the "handyman special" house.