Let me know if you do, I am trying to decide the direction of further fiction to write.Nora was a 42 year old widow who had never traveled beyond Miss...uri. Her husband was a successful business man who owned several large factories and never took a vacation. When he died of a massive heart attack at 45 he left her with a 21 year old daughter who was a junior in college and lots of property and wealth. Robert died in January of 1932 and by late May, when her daughter came home from college, Nora. “Touch it,” my brother said. I looked at him and then moved my hand to grab his cock. As I wrapped my hand around his cock it got even harder. His pinkish cock head came out as his foreskin slid back on his hard shaft. Jeff grabbed my hand and guided me on how to stroke a cock slowly. I did as he guided me for a minute, then he again went on his knees and spread my legs. He touched my pussy, and for the first time I felt someone else touching my pussy. I felt very different and my pussy got. Only the promise that it would be temporary depending on her behavior during her banishment on Earth helped keep her spirits high and gave her hope of returning once again to her heavenly abode.Maria reluctantly opened her bottom drawer and removed a harness device that ended in a long black cucumber like thing that resembled the male penis.Angela was intrigued and reached out to stroke the appendage with a natural instinct for experimentation. Her new best friend and schoolteacher Maria. I came closer and whispered in her ears, what when a cock goes inside which u have had a lot. And then continued my fingering. At that she looked at me and smiled and I knew she was just acting innocent. Stupid woman. Telling me that my fingering will pain her, on the contrary she was enjoying all this. Her pussy was all wet now and my cock was throbbing in my trousers. So I used my other hand and unzipped myself, pulled my shirt over and took her right hand and placed in inside my open zipper.