His "oohs and ahhs" excited me more and more. I smelled his musky cock and swollowed him hungrily. "Ummm" I moaned as I slowly, oh so slowly stroked...him with my mouth. My hand around his stiff shaft I lapped at his bulbous head and tasted his wetness. He was DELICIOUS!! His hips were bucking wildly as I adored him. He was getting close to orgasm as I licked and kissed his scrotum and even his anus. We were making too much noise I thought so I slowed down. "We'll wake someone up" I. But you haven’t even done that. All you’ve done since you came to live here with your Grandma and me is eat, go to school and screw every young girl you can talk into standing still or laying down for it. Hell, I wouldn’t be surprised if you figured out how to fuck while walking or driving. Son, pussy is great. I know that. I was young once. I’m still a man. I know how wonderful a willing woman is. But son, you can’t go through life fucking everything you can stick your dick into. For one. .. we rented a furnished house, stocked up on groceries and firewood. We caused our own little increase in the Gross National Product.So ... you ask why we didn't move on?The October storm that mauled Chicago?It went through Hibbing first.Don't even think about driving ... think cross-country skis for the family. Think frosty noses and purple fingers. Think ice hockey and sledding, snowmen and snowballs, and cuddling by the fire ... for six months. Think north of Duluth ... think of the three. I would normally close my eyes while teasing myself but I was determined to continue watching the vision of young manhood opposite me. I could see his hips moving slightly as his stroking continued. His pace started to quicken and that increased my excitement. I moved my legs wider apart and leaned forward slightly to improve my access between my legs. I knew this presented more of my bum to my admirer. I suspected that he would probably be able to see my pussy lips between my legs. With my.