Dont be mad. I need to cheer up Wendy. See you later. Said the note. I smiled. I was finally going to have the house to myself. It had been almost two...weeks since I jacked off. I could feel my balls about to explode. I got my laptop from under my bed. I walked up stairs to the master bath. My Mom had a big Jacuzzi tub. I loved the way the warm jets tickled my big hairless balls as I jerked my cock. I set my laptop on the edge of the tub. I clicked on a porn site. I clicked on the BBW category,. ...she looked down, then away, flushed more red and said I should not talk like that. I said I know, I am married, your a preachers daughter, and it is so wrong, but... and I left it at that and smiled. She tried to gain control and said, "you are old enough to be my dad, you dirty old man!" but she smiled. I said, "yes I am, I am old enough to know how to please a woman and teach a girl...Jamie, you have NO idea how dirty I can be." Then I smiled, winked and said I better get out of this. I finally had to tell her, look Sara, you got a fine young pussy and I love stickin my dick in it, but I have to make a living, I can't lay around fuckin all the time, much as I'd like to.Eight months after losing my wife, there was no less than five ladies from the church that had stopped to make sure I had everything I needed, which I did and more. It was somewhat of a domino affect. Mrs Saunders had hinted to Sara Jennings, how she had found a cure for her and her husbands problem. Sara had. Somehow sheregained her composure, but there was that wicked smile on her face again. "You need something else to cover up," she giggled. "Annie!" I scolded. "You are too young to think about things likethat." "Am I?" she grinned wickedly again, while she pulled my shorts past myknees and then immediately turned her head again. I struggled to pull the shorts fully up but then I said "There, alldone!" "OK. Now let me finish getting ready and I'll bring in the wheelchairfor you. We.