I kissed her deep and hard again, and was rewarded with a moan in my mouth. I broke the kiss to say, “Clyde, partition up” The privacy window rai...ed up, separating us from our driver. Before that shield was firmly in place, my hards were all over her, squeezing, feeling, man-handling. I reached down to removed her heels, unbuttoning her coat; casting it aside. I was going to ravish this woman right here! I undid the buttons on her shirt to reveal a blue and black Bustier under her clothing. I. "After lunch while the ladies went back to their reading, I made some coffee and then poked around the bookshelf that took up almost one whole wall. Of course there were some legal stuff but to my surprise some first editions of some of the Zane Grey western stories. Now I was intrigued. I grabbed one and opened it up and there was an inscription "To my daughter Red with love Dad"Wow – I would have never guessed. Red a fan of western novels. I wondered what else there was of common interest. I know all men are the same catch a sight of a pair of girls nickers and their penis’s go rock hard at thirty-seven after being forced into a threesome with a blond bimbo I had a blazing row with my husband he wanted the bimbo to take my son’s virginity whilst we watched no way my feelings for my son went deeper than that I wanted to be the one who took his virginity (yes I know mothers are not supposed to take their son’s virginity but I wanted that more than anything) and I would not let some. A bead of sweat dripped from his middle aged brow as he gazed upon the two soft firm mounds of her young budding breasts. She wasn’t wearing a bra and her small dark coloured nipples sat proud on the centre point of each one.Johnson began to get brave. He stood beside her sleeping body and gently undid the next three buttons of her shirt. He took her hands and hung her arms over the sides of the chair. Then he slowly pulled the top open exposing her naked young breasts to his depraved old eyes..