"Yes, Mom, she was. We had a wonderful time. She stayed with me. I'll go back and help her pack up Uncle Steven's things for the Goodwill." She slept ...ith you?" If you can call it that. She cried most of the night. All I could do was hold her and let her get it out. She wanted me to tell her a story and I tried that. I finally got her to sleep." I'll bet you'll get some more 'Goodwill' when you go back! Where did you learn how to be so caring?" My Mom taught me and sent me to the shrink." I was. Is it true you even have a guest house?” in rapid successive questions. I chuckled as she asked to see my home, the one I shared with my long time spouse, the one my children had been raised in, the property that we had built a guest house for my now deceased mother in law. I slowed and turned in to the next driveway on the left side of the road and turned around. “Yeah, sure, why not? We’ve got time,” I said as my heart thumped a bit harder than usual. “It’s just a simple house, we built it. . pill?" he managed to ask, his body jerking in impending orgasm."No . . . what? . . . no! I don't . . . fucking . . . care . . . . Just cum . . . in me!" Mrs. Freeman spanked Matt's pistoning ass again, urging him to drop his seed inside her unprotected cunt.When Matt next sunk his cock into the loose cunt, he held it there, squirming his hips, sliding the sensitive underside of his cock against Olivia's pelvic bone. He felt his sperm-laden balls release and a surge of cum screamed through his. Give it a big juicy kiss and let her know you want to eat her.”Man, they are sick people. Here I am just barely a teen and having to do things with these old people. But, I did as she said. Got down on my knees and put my head between her legs and kissed her old pussy. It didn’t taste to bad, but I licked up her slit, and said, “Yes, I want to lick you and make you cum in my mouth. Thank you for letting me.”She too slapped my naked ass and I moved to her husband. “Hi, I’m Art and am 62 years.