This was her fuck den. She loved watching the princes undress, she would lay there with her legs spread wide, Her fingers gently massaging her moist a...d ready pussy. She would talk to them as they undressed looking at her. She would say things like. 'Hurry up sir prince, I'm ready for your big hard cock' 'Im all juicy and ready for you my handsome brave prince' ' come over here and fuck me like a dirty common whore' And fuck her they did. She loved feeling their manly chests and shoulders as. Ironically, she too was a widow just like most of the stories out there. She had this charming personality that attracted people to her and I was no exception. we became very close. I began spending my vacations over at her place and later when the schools started, the weekends too. Just like all teenagers, boner as almost a constant thing for me and jacking off did very little help. Since all I used to wear were my sweat pants, my poor tries at hiding them did not help. As days passed by, our. One of the VMI staff who sees Boone practicing with the pistol says to him, “Boone, I’ve a cousin who lives in Texas, and one of the things he told me about was the need to be fast and accurate when shooting a revolver at something close, like a mountain lion in the rocks. He told me how he uses a saddle-gun because he got used to it while in the cavalry fighting the Mexicans. For him the important thing was by the time it was out of the holster it was level and already being pulled across to. But Catherine wasn't about to stop, tenderly caressing her frightened friend's face, before leaning in for an assuring kiss. The older woman sat back and undid Sara's pants and slowly slid them down and off, tossing them aside. Sara's light blue underwear had a noticeable wet spot as the cute brunette soaked her panties in all her excitement. She was obviously embarrassed, and tried to cover up, but Catherine just slowly ran her fingers over the damp cotton panties, causing Sara to shudder.