She deeply appreciated his help and yet, he suffered the same loss. Bob, his father, was gone too.If there was anything that she could do for Jason, i... would be done. Even in her intense state of mourning, she recognized how great Jason's help had been. Yet, like when someone is at a loss for words, she was also at a loss for a way to return her gratitude.Later she would ask Stan. But for now, the steady arm to help carry her through the rest of the day would be there. Jason would be. Wilder’s nipples. I had not seen them without cover, but mostly accidentally felt them a few times during my last visit with her.Today, her small tits were hidden under a tight silk blouse with the big nipples staring at me like pointed fingers. The voluptuous butt of Mrs. Wilder was barely covered by a very short skirt, probably two sizes smaller and much shorter than a mature woman should really use.Also, crazily enough, she was on high heels while working in the yard, which accentuated her. Well it was only fair. I sharply removed my top and Jeans, my hand holding my throbbing cock through my shorts, kneading my cock gently, enjoying the fact that my two friends were both eagerly watching me do so. and finding the whole experience a huge turn on in itself!! I sat back down, on the sofa, both John and I in our boxers, clearly both highly aroused, I decided it only fair to enquire to Jane ‘so are you not going to get your clothes off? or is this how you wanted it, both of us at your. And then she hit bottom and the pleasure was excruciating, mind-boggling in its intensity. Her nose ground into the wiry pubic hair above his prick while his balls bumped her chin.Then she surprised him even more with her ability. While his cock was sunk to its full length in her throat, she opened her mouth wider. Her tongue began bathing his balls.It was sublime. It was wild. He cried out from the instant heat ofpassion that coursed through his cock and balls.And then she started bobbing up.