" How are you doing this winter, Mr. Jacobs? I haven't seen you out at all," I said."You don't know, do you?" he said. "I thought you were just coming...late to offer your sympathy." He turned to look at me for the first time. His eyes looked sunken."What's wrong, Mr. Jacobs. Are you okay?" I don't know what made me do it, but I went and knelt by his chair and reached for his hand. His grip was like a vise."I'm sixty-nine years old, Brian. My son would have been forty-seven today." Would have. I really did not want him to stop. I was loving this type of attention, but I was realizing that Carter had other things in his mind.Carter kneeled down in front of me, and quickly took my cock into his mouth. He started with a quick sucking motion to get me going, then he slowed down the pace. He would take my six inch cock all the way into his mouth with ease, then pull it all the way out of his mouth. Then he would lick up and down my shaft, sending chills into my spine. Next, he would lick. Then my wife pressed in behind her. Betty's hands went around our daughter's body and gripped her breasts. Tiffany broke our kiss and leaned back into her mouther, tilting her head. Mother and daughter kissed over Tiffany's shoulder.“Fuck,” I groaned.My wife smiled and broke the kiss. “I think Daddy wants to see what we've been getting up to while he slaved away at the office.”“Yes,” squealed Tiffany.My wife pulled our daughter off of me. They kissed again, vigorously. I groaned, their faces so. I start picking out my underwear, after rummaging around i find a cute pink thong which i slowly slip up my girlish legs. "now for a bra!" i eagerly declared grabbing a silky pink bra with black lace. I go to the mirror to look at myself and get turned on immediately, i could believe how sexy i looked! but i couldnt help but feel like something was missing, "i know!" i hurry to my drawers and grab i pair of black thigh high nylons with a pink lace at the top of them and slip them right up my.