A few months ago his wife had passed away, and he had gone a little mad from grief and senility. Now he was convinced that he was a rooster and all th... women on the block were his chickens. He was totally harmless and the ladies on the block felt sorry for him. So they all had themselves approved for sex with him. He would show up about once a week or so and, always wearing that ridiculous cap, proceed to screw each lady in the house he had been approved for. He always entered her from behind,. At least with a dating service, Roxanna could read what a guy has to say about himself. She could watch a video of the guy, and could read his body language. So when they finally would meet, at least she would already know something about him. And before their first date, Roxanna’s date would have already read what she had to say about herself. And he would have seen her body language on her own video. “Yes,” Roxanna had told herself when she decided to join, “this whole dating service. "Oh, suck me hard! Make me come now, Jay!"Jay buried his face into the hairy wetness of his mother's cunt, sucking and licking. Shellie grabbed the back of his head, humping her pussy up and down, beating it into his mouth with wild twists and churns of her rounded hips.Jamming his tongue into his mother's cunt, Jay closed his lips around the softly haired pussy and sucked very hard, clinging to her thighs to hold his body out of the water. Shellie bucked and thrashed beneath his face.Jay. “Dang, we haven’t cleaned the paint brushes out,” I smiled, “they must be cleaned or they will be ruined.”I put my glass down and asked Chris where he had put his brush.“It is still in your bedroom,” Chris informed me, “I would offer to go and get it but she is in the shower.”I smiled at Chris and bravely said, “That’s okay Bud, I am open minded; I don’t care if you see her in the shower.”I couldn’t believe that I had said that to him, but I was happy that I did.“Oh, shall I go and get them.