. time formore fun.Afterwards... he pulled out a cigarette... she grabbed the cigarette out ofhis mouth, "No... I will not have the man I'm going to m...rry... smoking."Jenny grinned."Marry? Who said I was going to marry you?" Rick grinned.She remembered something she had seen in a dirty movie in the 1970s... it wassomething most good girls in the 1940s would never do. Fortunately Jenny hadnever been a good girl in the 1940s before...Three weeks later Jenny Franklin became Jenny Pickford---60. She knew Bob wasn't watching. He was on his days off. But she was still amazed at how horny it made her to think of him peering down at her and finding her this way. How surprised would he be? She laughed, imagining the look on his face. She had no idea what he looked like, other than that one photo on his Facebook page. And who knew how old that was, or if it was even real? Still, it was all she had to work with. She decided he would have a silly grin on that face if he saw her like this.He. “Okay.” I said noticing a horny smile on her face.Couple of minutes later she passed me a piece of paper and said, “Come prepared!”The paper had her address and she asked me to be there by 5:30 evening and then she left for home immediately.I was super excited. Following the schedule I attended on more lecture and left to meet Sukeerti. I was 5 already. On my way I did get some Jcondoms (3 flavours) as part of preparations.I rang the doorbell and within few seconds she opened the door. Red hot. Before, because it got both of us even more excited, and after, well ... just because. I got many pictures of Mom's well-worked pussy, sometimes with her face still in the grass, and others with her face turned back, displaying an enigmatic smile. I was one happy puppy. I almost forgot that Mom hadn't let me fuck her. Since I hadn't tried, I didn't know if she'd weakened on that front. By the time I thought that was a serious oversight on my part, it was too late. The recital was the next day,.