“Do you two want some lunch?”Mary was standing at the door. I patted the bed beside me. Gracefully, Mary lay by us. Andy’s face was towards her,...but her hair covered her eyes. Mary pushed Andy’s hair back to reveal her face.“I love him, Mom.”“I know, baby. I love him, too.”I felt Andy tense. She lifted her head, propping up on an elbow. Her eyes blazed and her jaw was set.“Nobody loves him like I do.”“I know that, too, baby, and, so does he.”Mary had made a huge pot of a thick beef, barley and. “Oh! You don’t have claws, you can’t climb trees. I didn’t consider that...” She thought for a moment, looking up into the branches. “Maybe I can carry you up there.”“Don’t trouble yourself,” Jules replied, “we can just go interview somebody else. I’m sure the village is full of people who we could talk to. Besides,” he added as he gestured to her vest, “I wouldn’t want you to exacerbate your injury.”“Injury?” she asked, cocking her head.“Yeah ... your chest. I couldn’t help but notice.”“Oh .... I had money from a job I worked, so I thought I'd get her the purse she had on there. I waited and tracked it and then I saw that it had been delivered! I texted her and assured her it was from me, but still no reply from her. Next day at school, when I saw her talking with her friends, I saw the purse around her shoulder. This time when I said "hello, Jaime", I did get a small response, but not what I had hoped for. For just a second, she flipped her middle finger in my direction, but didn't. Krissy can very nearly deepthroat my long, thick cock without gagging, so the short fat shaft that she had in her mouth right now was no trouble for her. I watched her tongue come out and lick his balls as his entire man meat filled her mouth.For the next few minutes my wife swallowed the old guy’s cock while massaging his balls. I could hear the gentle moans of approval coming from Krissy’s throat, and the heavy breathing from the guy. I know for a fact that my wife loves a thick shaft and I.