I couldn’t help but stare at her legs. She had crossed her right leg over onto her left and the view was distracting. She knows I love her legs and ...hat’s why she wore those sandals. The only thing sexier than that strap that wraps up to her calf is when she undoes it and lets the strap fall to her ankle. We chatted about little things. She talked about her family and what she had been doing all summer. When she mentioned that she was spending the afternoons lying in the sun, my mind began to. Somehow, they'd made it through the funeral. Shelby barely spoke. Her eyes had a vacant look to them as if she too was gone. Seth took care of as many of the details as he could to make things easier for her. They moved in with him for a while so she didn't have to be around Rex's things. The sight of them tore her heart out. Seth found them a new apartment when she was ready to go on her own again.He looked so much like Rex it hurt sometimes, she thought. Shelby watched her young son Dallas. My cock was the hardest and biggest it had ever been, pressed against my trousers and sticking out in a very noticeable, very embarrassing and very teasing way. Teasing for me. Ms was already bending over again, but this time I was getting something from it. Sticking my right hand through the hole in my pocket, I thanked God I never got it stitched up. Putting my hands in my underwear and forming a gentle grip of myself, I started stroking my cock softly to the image of my beautiful Goddess of. She showered, but had never done so as a female before. One with very long thick hair. I had to come in to show her how to dry it off, use a towel around the head to keep it from dripping all over, and how to blow dry it when it was ready. I had her apply scented oil to her skin, and helped her get her bra fastened, since she had some trouble getting it on."And I thought it was hard to get a bra *off* a woman." she said. I smiled. She was learning.After we had a light breakfast, I took her out.