The funeral is Wednesday.” Memories flashed through his mind like an old newsreel as he sat quietly remembering his childhood days.“Jack, did you ...ear me?”“Oh, sorry, Mom. Yes, I heard you. It’s been so long since I thought of him. I’m sorry, but I honestly thought he died years ago,” Jack said.Well, he didn’t forget you. Every time I saw him he’d ask how you were doing. He’d reminisce about the many days you spent over ‘his side of the fence’ as he put it,” Mom told him.“I loved that old house. I did not notice that my hard cock had pushed out from the laps of my robe until I saw Hazel licking her lips and staring at it with a hungry look on her face.Lacy, always the comic, pointed at my cock and said " Would you look at that girls, we have got him excited".Jean said " Look Pam and Hazel at our favorite toy". She spread my robe open and took it in her hand.Fay told them it belonged to her and her only until after twelve. She told Jean to take her hand off of it until then.Fay. I sat back in the easy chair pushing my cock straight up as if it were begging for more. Sherry then climbed over me, spreading her blonde fringed pussy lips apart and almost instantly she was inserting my throbbing knob. Shed always had a tight pussy but when she was very aroused it felt like fire inside and was so wet that I knew I could come right then, but I had to save it for a little longer. I wanted Sherry to ride my cock a lot longer. She wriggled around a bit and then sat down firmly,. ”Jacob stepped back, unbuttoning his shirt. “We’ll work through the details later. Let’s get you out of these and into some new clothes.”Taylor let him continue, but focused on his father. “What do you say, sir, can I stay? It’s late and I’d rather not tell anyone else what happened. I ... doubt my folks will change their mind. They were pretty adamant.”“Of course you can stay,” Jacob assured him.Taylor wouldn’t take his word for it, searching Ruth and Rudolf’s faces.“You don’t even need to.