She grew languid and reflective as she continued to lave his softoff with her lips and tongue, wondering how much of his cum she’d swallowed over th... years. Now, why would you wonder a thing like that, she thought? She slid back up the bed to face him, cupped his balls in her hand. He wiped a small apostrophe of his cum from the corner of her mouth and feed it to her. “What are you thinking?” she said. “Thinking?” he said. “There’s really not much thinking going on at the moment. What do you. ..!I made a point of letting her catch me staring at her breasts, moving down her torso to the short skirt that was showing off her legs to the full, not caring if she was watching me, as my eyes rested on her anklet, shining , radiating her ankles, giving her such a sensual lady look, i remember thinking that Darren must be quite a guy , to trap a lady of this Caliber, way out of my league...but i was to be her play thing for the night, lucky boy, i thought!As my mind wandered, Lesley asked. Mrs Smith was ready now, the huge strap-on obscenely jutting from her body. Sasha handed her a cigarette and lit it for her, doing the same to her own. The older woman held the cock with one hand and asked “You ready for a pounding Timmy, just like you gave my ass?”Timmy was unable to speak and Sasha leaned close to her mother and whispered to her. Both women laughed evilly and Sasha left the room.“Timmy, I was going to fuck you without any lube on my cock but Sasha decided to be nice to you so. Jennie couldn't help but smile as she looked at it. Catherine would love it, that's for sure."Wait. We're in fucking July!"She finished her business and went to the window. Like her grandma used to say, "Snow in Winter, to the tinder, snow in July, bullshit is nigh." And holy shit, she never thought that gnarly old owl could ever understate anything. Now that she had the whole picture, the immaculate snow was covering ominous jagged spikes, nothing but dark chasms beyond. She felt way too sober.