In the evening I said sorry to her and she gave a beautiful smile.After this three weeks passed and one day she came to my room and said “Can I leav... my son here for a day” as her family was going for a relative’s marriage and I agreed to her and she left. After an hour my door bell rang and when I opened it she was there. I inquired about the matter and she told that she had got a headache which afterwards I came to know was her monthly period.She then asked me for bathroom because in rush she. Teasing the area between his shaft and balls with the tip of my tongue.I could hear his moans get louder,when i sucked his well groomed sack into my mouth."Oh shit,that feels good baby"!I continued to lick and suck his sack,and stroke his stiff member.Then i decided to try something new.I licked my finger and began to massage his ass hole with the tip of my finger.Carl loved it! Soon he was calling out my name with pleasure.I wanted him closer to the edge of explosion,so i replaced my finger. All of the men who had filled me with their gallons of cum over the last few months had done so while fucking me, but this felt more like the term “making love”. Twice he came in me that night and we both fell asleep after the second time. The next morning we showered together and I sucked his cock and then let him pump me and fill me from behind once again. His body was so hot and his touch brought me to climax each time he stuck his cock in me. I would miss Neil, but we would get together. "Sure, Honey. Grandpa Mercer had been a Deputy U.S. Marshall all of his adult life until he retired and started managing his ranch in Oklahoma full-time," answered Tylea proudly. "In fact, he was a fourth-generation Deputy U.S. Marshall. His great-grandfather had been the first Marshall in the family after the war." The war? The Civil War? Then, was he a slave before that?" asked Brooke, really curious and intrigued by Tylea's story now."Honey, it really should be more correctly called the War.