Just in time to start a new week. I was pretty well rested, since all I had been doing was watching the perimeter a few hours a day for the last week....I also watched a lot of TV news. The country was going to hell in a hand basket, but someone or some group always thought that way. I did have to admit that the country had changed, but that is what happens in a democracy, one man one vote. All you have to do is make enough people depend on the government. Then you get a self perpetuating. She has nice round boobs with good nipples, have seen them when she bends to clean. I took It as a best chance. I came in slowly and held her from back and asked, “he you like that??” She ran away giggling. I then called her and slowly asked her “you like to see more?” she didn’t say anything. I put on some more clips and asked her to stand near me. slowly I started to rub on her hands and ass which she said, “I am afraid of madam”. I told her, “it is OK, this will be our secret, do you like to. It’s a red rag to a bull. It’s a big green light to a road racer… He launches himself at her. No foreplay required, he’s ready to rock.Mounting her, scratching at her tight t-shirt, wrapping powerful front legs around her. Gripping tight. His cock propping toward her, poking at her thighs, her fat pussy lips, her butt-cheeks. Her crawling to get away from him, just to slow things down a little… But not crawling fast enough – because he’s still on her. Front legs gripping, back legs stepping to. I gagged on them and had to spit them out. I couldn't eat them. I couldn't stomach the taste not after losing my wife who made them for me all of those years. I couldn't eat them at all."Are you ok Paul? Are they bad?"It was my sister-in-law who made the potatoes. "No, they're fine. I just can't eat them. Too many memories hit me too quickly. Sorry."I got up from the table and went to the pool. Brenda was in the pool with my nieces and nephews and the little ones playing. I took a seat and.