“Yes, Mrs. Olsen, I’m awake,” Cheri said sitting up in bed. She was wearing a big t-shirt and panties. No bra.“Can I come in? Are you decent?�...�“Sure.”The door opened and Susan Olsen came in carrying a breakfast tray.“Good morning, Cheri. I thought you might like some breakfast, so I made you some scrambled eggs and toast. We have juice and coffee – do you take anything in your coffee?”“Thank you, Mrs. Olsen. That’s really nice. You didn’t have to go to all that trouble.”“It was no trouble,”. She asked what i could do. I turn off my under wear and t-shirt and give my cock in her hands and said come on masturbate my cock. She asked how to do masturbation? I said, “do same thing as i was doing with your pussy”. She first hesitates but later gives perfect movements to my cock. Now i said that its time to get real fun in the last episode. What? Is any thing left? I was in heaven lost while doing this..then i lay fully on her..that was when she felt my already erect cock exactly on. Greenburg and I are alike in many ways. We both came home from the war convinced that we were monsters. You’ve heard Mr. Greenburg’s story and you’ve all experienced my struggles. Struggles that would have been much worse if it hadn’t been for one thing. One thing that Mr. Greenburg didn’t have when he came home from the war. The love of a good woman. A good woman who held our family close providing loving support despite my struggles.”Mr. Greenburg interrupted me asking, “Why do you call them. But maybe you and I could raise a child of our own. What do you think of that idea?’ ‘I think you’re crazy. That’s what I think.’ Lisa responded while gripping Aaron’s stiff cock in both hands and squeezing it tightly. ‘Whoa! Gently does it Lisa. I’m still young, and I want to use that thing for a few more years.’ ‘I’m sorry, Aaron, it’s not your fault. Maybe I ought to climb aboard that thing of yours and get myself pregnant like my sister. Maybe the two of us should share this phase of our.