He laughed in my ear knowing that there was nothing that I could do.I looked down between our bodies. His massive old cock was surrounded with curly g...ay hairs. Sliding in and out, in and out.I refused to grab this crippled excuse of a man. Instead I dug my nails into the sheet under my head. Biting my lip, not allowing a single sound to escape my mouth in case it brought him some sort of pleasure.His breath was heavy and I could tell by the look on his face that he was either about to fill my. I grabbed around her waist, pulled her closer to me. My hard cock stabbed her right over her pussy.Mom: Oh!She felt my cock stabbing her. She was a little surprised. She arranged herself a but upward the bed so that my cock could find a comfortable place. My cock was now right under her pussy. She lifted her left leg over me and placed it over my right leg. My cock went right between her thighs while rubbing her pussy.Her pussy was dry from this serious conversation. But my cock felt the warmth. Over."We all listened with hope but heard nothing but static. I switched to the vertical and called again. We listened again and heard nothing. "Okay, that's not a total surprise. There were never many hams and we have to assume that they were decimated by the virus just like everyone else. Let's tune a bit." I began to slowly twist the VFO knob which changes frequencies within a band. I went up slowly and, having heard nothing but my recorded signal, quickly moved back and then began to slowly. What I had done? Who had I become? I started to sob and that’s how Barry found me when he got home. He was saying something. He didn’t touch me, but he was talking to me. ‘What’s the matter Grace? What is it?’ His tone was not comforting, it was more like he was annoyed. I suppose I had earned that. It was hard to talk. I was having trouble catching my breath. ‘I’m, I’m sorry Barry.’ No response. I had to catch my breath before I could continue. ‘I’m sorry about what I did. I’m sorry I hurt.