His thick blond hair is neither too long nor too short. His corner-of-the-mouth smile looks just a tad mischievous. His warm green eyes are gazing bac... at me. And oooh, his chiseled body. I lower the lids of my big, brown eyes and give him that look that says, "I'm yours if you'll have me."And he responds the way any man would respond when a beautiful girl gives THAT look. He walks toward me, staring at me, like a lion about to jump on its prey. Standing in front of me, I can hear his heavy. .. er ... privileges with your ... um ... goddaughters Clay?Clay smiled and shrugged. “It goes way, way back Pete ... back to when Grover and I were in high school together. It was the Widow Terhune; our school nurse that got us started sharing our women. We were star athletes, both on the state championship football team. Tillie Terhune’s husband died in the war and she never remarried. I guess she decided to spend her time teaching young boys the finer points of sex rather than fighting with. He reached up and fondled my breasts as his tongue danced all over my wet pussy. It wasnt long before my husband got to excited from seeing a stranger please his wife and he erupted cum all over himself. Adam continued to lick my pussy until i was moaning loud and fast and gave me a long and hard orgasm. I i got up off the couch and lifted adam to his feet, took his shirt off and knelt infront of him. I took off his belt unzipped his jeans and took his big cock out of his pants. My husband has. The package was in the glove compartment, untouched. At this point he recalled not mentioning anything to the police about the visit, being as it was over the border and outwith their jurisdiction. He shrugged. The event over the border had no relevance to the firefight.Taking the package to the widow, he allowed her to tear it open, revealing bundles of high-value notes in US dollars. She burst into tears. “Zimba was thinking of me. That was the cause of his visit: to get cash to pay for my.