"Kelsey and my sister frowned. They ate the rest of their meals in silence as they watched me enjoy my own breakfast. When Kelsey finished she took he... plate to the sink and rinsed it down. Then she walked over and carefully slipped around me to sit on my lap as I chewed on the last piece of bacon on my plate."I'm sorry," she whispered."For?" I asked."You're right, I should have cooked breakfast. But I don't know how," Kelsey said with a sniffle. "I'm going to lose you aren't I. You won't wait. Her hair was thick and hid everything except the profile of her pussy. Her tits hung down and begged to be touched, to be massaged, and yes to be suckled by her son. It had been over 20 years since my eyes had seen her breasts and my lips had contacted those nipples. In the fog of my testosterone fueled mind there was this dim memory of the softness of a breast and the rubbery nipple between my lips. “It must be Helen’s breast,” I told myself. “No one can remember being a year old.”Now I saw. The tramp was in front of her, only a few inchesaway, she could smell his rancid breath and could see the bits of old foodin his beard, the stranger stepped forward and reached around her grabbingher ass cheeks, then lifted her up and sat her on the stack of pallets. Jennydidn't know what was going on, she wanted to stop what was happening but forsome reason she didn't try and for some reason, her pussy was wet again. Jenny was led down on her back, her legs hanging off the end with the. We were like this for 15 minutes and she could not control she pulled me over her and held my tool and inserted into her pussy. Her pussy was so juicy that my tool slipped into her pussy so smoothly. I kept it like that for some time to tease her. She started pushing up and down to get the rhythm. I started to pump my tool inside her. I was slow initially and she was asking for more. I kept both my hands on the bed and asked her to fold her legs and started pumping hard.Then I took her legs on.