We'll seeyou at six in the restaurant. Bye."Sara put the phone down and said, "Damn it. I'm so tired of that."I knew she was upset and I asked her, ...Babe. What's wrong?" I just hate it when my mother keeps reminding me to behave myself." Why does she keep after you like that and not Linda?" I'm sorry, but I promised that I'd never tell." I know. But I'm here if you ever want to talk." Thanks."After dinner the Colonel took us on a drive around West Point pointingout all the historic spots. . Gert took off his robe and walked to the counter on which was a bottle of spray whipped cream. He took the bottle and sprayed whipped cream on his wife’s hard nipples. Smiling Gert looked at me. "Dessert Paul? " I did not needed a second invitation to have my desert. I took off my robe and leaned over to lick the whipped cream from her beautiful tits.Katya fucked the banana up and down and moaned with pleasure. I grabbed her big breasts together and licked the cream of her hard nipples. Gert. “Well, that’s Rossy and Jim Townsend.”“Rossy has aged a lot!” I said in surprise, although I should have remembered him from that time period. I was about Josh’s age at the time.“He has,” grandpa nodded. “We all have.”“And Townsend is a sponsor on the car again?”“Ah, yep,” grandpa nodded. “He always loved racing, and we still work together all the time. I do all the concrete work on his housing developments. We met through racing, and it all just worked out for both of us. He does well. The. I can't resist it anymore, and my lust demands release. I spin my chair around and open the bag I keep in my office for those lunch time visits to the gym. Pulling out a towel, I take once last glace out my office window to make sure the office is clear. I carefully lower my chair and turn the chair to face away from the door. I quickly unfasten my belt and open my trousers. My hand slips under the band of my briefs and takes my swollen member in a firm grasp. I'm shocked at the state of my own.