Larson was some hot shot salesman that traveled the world selling some sort of scientific device leaving his wife for weeks at a time to take care of ...he house and two dogs. Two days after my 18th birthday was a Saturday and just like every Saturday in the summer since I was 12 I hopped the fence and let myself in to the garage for the mower. Mrs. Larson was lying on the lounger in the full sun only today she was sort of wearing a two piece swim suit. I would call it a bikini since I couldn’t. Jes whispered into my ear that she's wants me badly as it had been about 10 days since we last fucked. I then suggested that we skip today's afternoon class and head to her house for an hour of fun. She agreed and once Caitlyn came back we told her what we planned to do and if she could just let me know what goes on in class. She said sure thing not a problem and then Jessica and myself left and made our way to her house. Once parked we immediately made our way into her room. Throwing ourselves. His other wife claimed the body and buried him. We didn’t even go to the funeral. The “system” is pretty heartless in situations like this. To the law, it’s all black and white, and the shades of gray that are “the other family” are ignored completely.The exception was our university family. Granted, they didn’t know all the details, but they gave us both time off to go to what they thought of as our “home”. Michael drove us there in his car so we wouldn’t have to endure the bus trip.Mom was. "Without hesitation he stepped up behind her, rubbed his cock briefly across her juicy peach, and split it open wide as he shoved his hot meat into her steamy cunt. He fucked her hard and fast filling the hungry void in her belly.Toni rubbed her swollen clit. She could feel his hard cock against her fingers, coated with her juices as it slid in and out her pussy. She was on fire. She could feel a powerful pressure building in her tummy."Oh god yes... fuck me Mr. Rogers... Your big cock feels so.