Eva looked from the man to the woman and back."Don't put that fucking naked ass next to me," the man growled.I almost pissed my pants when I heard his...voice. Well, if I had been wearing pants, that is."Oh, Fred, be gentle with him," Eva said in a sweet voice."No fucking way! If he sits next to me, I'm out of here!"Eva looked at the woman and asked, "Well, would you mind?"I noticed the woman's eyes were on my groin and with a naughty smile, she said, "Oh no, no problem at all!" She patted with. " "I can't believe you did it, I was just calling your bluff and you fucked me on my kitchen table," she finished."No bluff here," he replied, "I told you that you were fuckable and I meant it. I just wish it would have been longer. I have so many different things I want to do with and to you mom." Alright don't push it buddy, you'd better go," she told him, "I need to shower and wrap my head around all of this. And don't expect a repeat, I can't even believe this happened." I can't believe it. The next instant, my first prize of the day was revealed. Once released, her tits really didn't go anywhere. Despite the generous size, they stood tall. Her areolas were small, and her incredible brown eraser-size nipples began to stiffen.Stephanie flinched but said nothing when I cupped her boobs in my hand. "How bad could this be?" she thought. "He feels me up a bit, and I am on my way -- with my 'A'."She really kinda dug Mr. Roberts, despite his obvious difference in age. In some weird way,. Come on," I thought to myself. "She hasn't spoken to her mother properly for Heaven knows how long. Stop being impatient." So I dug an opera CD out and started to play it quietly. That calmed me down and I waited patiently until the pizzas were ready. Morag wasn't but I went through and signalled to her. She nodded and waved in acknowledgement. I went back and dished up the pizzas and put them back in the warm oven, which I had had the forethought to turn on. I hadn't been married for.