The Moon’s light shadowed my erection nicely. Later I learned my erection is best defined by light and shadow sometime between the Waxing Gibbous Mo...n and the Waning Gibbous Moon with the Full Moon as being best. That’s about twelve nights a month if there’s no cloud cover.In the light of day, or bedroom ceiling light, and, actually, anytime I am awake, she wouldn’t be caught dead looking at my groin.But that one night with my undershorts rolled and my seventy-two-year-old erection in its full. It was sooooo good! Joe was gently rubbing my crotch and I could not stand it any longer. I got up and grabbed their hands and led them to the bedroom. Once there I pushed each one of them on the bed. Then ever so gently I slid my hubby's underwear off and licked his hard cock up and down the length. Then I leaned over and slid Joe's underwear off and did the same while I rubbed hubby. The only thing was after I started licking Joe's hard dick I had to swallow it so I did!!!!! I felt so bad as. It pulled off like a rotting, gangrenous hangnail. The sound was close to skinning a deer. The boy next to me laughed. ‘I think it’s sick.’ Gutting, then. You have to drive the knife (which is sharp, sharper than a razor because your father is conscientious, and you’re worried when you stab that the flesh of your fingers grasping the hilt will slide slowly but surely over the blade, severing the nerve and you’ve seen how uncle Jonas has to get along with one hand) into the chest of the deer. She wanted him to fuck her pussy until it was red and swollen. She started trying to increase the speed by lifting her hips to meet him."Please what?" He commanded. He was not going to make things easy on her. She'd teased him for months, talking nasty and sending him pictures of her breasts and ass and wet pink pussy. He held her hips still with his big strong hands. She felt his fingers pressing into her flesh and she knew she'd have bruises later. "Please. Please master." She whispered. He.