"With a move unbecoming a lady, Jennifer reached under her skirt and pulled the wet panties from her crotch and out of the crack of her ass. Whatever ...t was that Tim wanted to surprise her with, it better be soon as she wanted out of these nasty clothes and she really needed to be pounded hard. She'd been gushing for hours now and it had been more than enough.Tim came walking down the stairs with a grin on his face. He was so glad things were better between him and his wife. He looked her over. However, I never had an opportunity to enjoy the fifties because for the most part I was tied to a growing boy and kitchen stove. I was not much of a socialite, seldom in a pub, and my few friends from schooldays had married and moved on.Was I sorry for myself? Yes, indeed, I probably was.Suddenly, I found myself in the swinging sixties living with a son who was now suffering from soaring testosterone and a fascination for any female with long legs and a miniskirt.When he reached the age of. She locked her legs around my waist and with power driving thrusts, bucked like a bronco in the most explosive orgasm I have ever encountered.Still panting, Clarissa pressed her massive tits together, “fuck my tits Ben. Fuck my tits like you did my pussy”Straddling her big belly, my cock slipped like silk between Clarissa’s cleavage and I started humping away, she pressing her massive boobs around my cock like a huge warm vagina. As if fucking her incredible tits wasn’t good enough, Clarissa. Well, we'd learn about that pretty soon.When we reached our first period classroom, our Guardians left us as we went into the room and sat down at our desks. Miss Wilson came into the room and her eyes fell on the two of us. The bell hadn't rung yet so she walked closer to us."You're on the Program; so why are you still dressed?"I was actually prepared to answer that question, um, 25 times today. Twenty-five times because I had 25 printouts prepared that explained our non-nudity in three.