Sensing her embaressment, he grinned wider and simply said "looks like you could so with some help?" She looked at him, could she? dare she? Fuck ...hy not she felt so so horny and enough was enough, she nodded and quick as a flash he as over the fence striding towards her, pulling off his t-shirt has he did, she admired his tanned torso the tattoos on his fairly muscly arms. She stood up and as he walked towards her as he reached her he pushed her back against the wall, not saying a word he. I helped. That’s about it. I have a feeling this is going to be harder than I thought. Between us, we built a worktable 49 inches wide and 20 feet long. I did a lot of holding while Alan put in a lot of drywall screws and a few bolts. Then I stapled the Fokker paper to the work surface. Alan held it down while I used a ‘slap stapler’ to hold it flat.Then it was my turn. My kit came with full size plans. I didn’t have to do expanded squares. But I did check for clarity. Muddy plans weren’t. This time though, I rolled so we were spooning.The morning sun woke me. I had mom in my arms and her tit in my hand. My huge hard on was firmly planted between her legs. I think my cock was partly buried in her pussy lips. I did not dare to move in case I woke her up. I did not want her to be upset. I felt her nipple harden again. I even think I could feel her pussy get wet. It was glorious. Slowly mom awoke. She did not move much but I could feel her pussy moving a bit along my cock. I think. Anita suddenly stopped moving and a little moan escaped from her. I sat still; a few seconds later my sexy wife stood up and told me to get out of the car. As I stepped out, the bastard had already gone.Ana walked to the trunk and bent over it. I saw her black dress was still lifted up to her waist and her pussy lips looked swollen and glistening in the shadows of that deserted street. Jerome had not fucked her in the ass.She spread her thighs and ordered me to lick her cum filled pussy.I.