"But first: What's a cock?" Melody turned bright red and Malinda laughed so hard she fell off the couch."What's so funny?" Tess asked puzzled. "Auntie...Melody said maybe Grandma needed some cock and I know some people call a rooster a cock but I don't think Grandma wants a rooster." Malinda had started to get up but fell down again and just sat on the floor trying to breathe while Melody sputtered and mumbled trying to force something out."Oh, dear," Malinda wiped her eyes as she finally plopped. We then made our way back to the waiting limo for our drive home - one made in silence with us thinking of what might follow.My cock was rock hard then, and now as I sat at my home office desk. I'd unzipped my pants and taken it out to stroke. My fat and long cock was aching for Julie - it had been too long since we'd made love. We'd had our re-union fuck on the floor inside the front door on at least a couple of occasions, not having time to make it through to the bedroom.Julie had sent a SMS. The highlight of her days was watching some anonymous bloke working out in his apartment, and praying he wasn't going away like everyone else.It was only because she liked to lie in the evening with the curtains open that she knew about him. Her mother had turned out the lights "so no pervert can look in". Oh, dear, if only she knew!He certainly liked his fitness. Hell, she liked it too — she'd watched him working out often enough in the past few weeks. Watched the muscles clench and relax,. There was a definite line of moisture along Afton’s crack that was showing through on her panties, and Miss Richards commented on how attractive Afton’s vagina looked while covered by the white cotton panties. By now Afton was so aroused that she was in dire need of sexual relief, and offered no resistance when Miss Richards let her fingers slip inside of her panties. “Oh my, Afton,” Miss Richards cooed softly, “you have a very wet vagina, are you in need of an orgasm, dear?!?” Afton didn’t.
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