Thank God I can swim. Thank God that water was so cold and he's still young. Kids live longer in cold water; I don't know why but Thank God they do.Ei...ht minutes. I know; I started counting in my head when I heard him hit the water."Shithead." I mutter again. I struggle a moment to keep the car straight. I'm shaking a lot. I turn the heat up another notch. "Are you warm enough?" I ask him again. I wrapped him in the emergency blanket I keep in the trunk. Thank God Dad bought it. Thank God I. I nodded yes. She told me to lay still and she would be right back. She took Natalie to the bathroom. A few minutes later, she returned with a warm wet towel and Natalie completely naked. She sat next to me and started cleaning me."Victor, you had an ejaculation. You should clean your penis every time you ejaculate," she said tenderly as she wiped my stiff hard cock clean."Natalie, stand here," she said pointing down at the floor next to her. "I want to explain something to the both of you.". "Oh my God, I have never felt this before..."His other hand reached lower and cupped her vulva with one middle finger entering her pussy whilst another searched for her clitoris. He had been well instructed by his older landlady that the asshole was one of the most sensitive erogenous zones in the body and Mrs. Rosie was on fire.A third finger entered her pussy. He was now fucking her with his left hand while the finger on the right was actually being pulled inside her ass by natural. We went out to dinner. She was wearing a short dress with a low-cut top showing some cleavage. I asked her to wear a garter belt with nylon stockings and semi-high heels. She is a mature woman and looked hot for our anniversary date. She is a redhead has a set of 38Ds and a nice round thick ass. While we were having dinner,she drank a lot of wine and began to get drunk. I asked her again to join me at the theater on our way home. She said, "What the hell, why not!" But she had conditions: She.