His eyes were mere faded slits, no longer the piercing blue of his youth. His legs were skinny and white. Bones could easily be seen through the paper...like skin that surrounded them.He had not always been like this. In his youth, he had stood proud and tall in his Air Force uniform. Six-foot-three he stood, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist. He had an easy smile that was appealing to many women. From the photos he had kept, I knew that he was a very handsome man. Most of his military. ..I gained the confidence to take things a bit further.......I positioned myself in front of the doorway of the room and started rubbing the base of my cock with my fingers....it was a great feeling to know she is in the other room...part of me was scared of what would happen if she came out...the other part couldnt wait....so I stood there looking down at my cock and suddenly she appeared in the doorway.....she looked at me and paused for a second as she looked at me almost stroking my. ‘Really, right now?’ Mike asked as he kissed me back ‘God yes Michael I need you to fuck me right now,’ I said as I began pulling at his belt to unbuckle it. ‘Colleen, I haven’t showered or had dinner yet,’ Mike said as he pulled himself away and walked toward the stairs so he could go take a shower. ‘That a way to kill the mood,’ I said as I watched my husband walk up the stairs. I walked over and curled up on the couch. This was the problem with my husband. He only liked to fuck in the. She looked at me for a brief moment and then unbuttoned the buttons and let it slide down her shoulders. Emerging from the wet, old red fabric inches from me was the beautiful curvilinear pinkness of my mother. It seemed to slide down her in slow motion, and she was revealed to me curve by curve, first a shoulder, then a breast, then a hip, then a calf. Down it went and, not nearly as slowly, up rose my cock. And there she was, in her simple, natural glory. Sublime beauty that doesn't scream.