The presidential election was scheduled for next year, and maybe that was when they would hit us. That was a good time for a lot of reasons, so we mig...t have that long to counteract the terrorists. I hoped so, but I was not going to bet on it.The weapons were cached in an abandoned building in the Bronx. That was good and bad from our viewpoint. An abandoned building could be destroyed without too much collateral damage, but it was likely that we would have trouble finding an inconspicuous spot. .would you do that?" Spencer smiled and said "Sure!" Spencer opened his legs and I laid in between them and went to work on his cock. I spit on it and lubed u my hand so I could stroke his meat as I attempted to shove as much of it into my mouth as I could. Spencer moaned and grabbed the top of my head and pushed me down further on his cock. It was an amazing feeling sucking his cock. I absolutely loved it. I wanted more and more of his cock down my throat. After a bit, Spencer told me. Ram everything up, there’s a good boy. Granny just loves being fisted’. With his hand right up her sloppy hairy cunt, she climaxed good and proper. After cleaning themselves up and resting, then drinking several cups of coffee Sylvia went and sat on the sofa. Seeing her open her fat wrinkled legs and showing off her now very wet cunt again made little boy Simon hard again. Seeing his dick, she said; ‘Oh my poor boy, has Granny’s cunt got your lovely cock nice and hard again. Come here and let. Both of them knew that they could not change what happened after the last time together, but they both remembered it vividly.ooOOooOnce they had been an item. Youth had separated them after high school.Now he was twenty-three, and she was two years younger. They had talked about their lives. He told her about his girlfriend, and she talked about her ex. They remembered the past and mutual friends. It felt so right to be there together. They continued the night going to the movies.They held.