I gasped, in part because of Munoz’s incredible probing fingers, but also because a certain gray-haired gentleman getting a blowjob from a well ...ndowed black teenager, had been my literature professor when I had been here attending college!I felt my nipples growing harder as I inhaled the dizzying aroma of maybe a hundred people having sex! My pussy was on fire and I could feel my juices running down my thighs. Munoz cried out suddenly, “Hey, Patterson! I got your hot cunt mommy. I dropped the last rider as he was trying to escape. He fell off his horse and I rode straight to him, finding him alive with a crease across the side of his forehead. He was alive, but unconscious.I ran back to Rory, who was holding Raylene and Roddy in his arms while trying to remain upright on his knees. He looked at me with tears in his eyes.“This was MY son.”Those were his last words before he pitched over sideways, dead.“Rory!” I yelled dropping to my knees at his side.“Paul!” A voice was. It was gone.He pushed down at my pants until they puddled around my ankles. I felt his fingers working on my bra’s clasp and then its tightness relaxed -- it was unhooked.He pushed at my bra’s straps, they slid down as I lowered my arms, then it fell free, and as the sun began shining into the room it shone on me too, revealing that my own nipples had tightened telling Phil and the sun and the sky I was aroused.His hands took both of mine and guided them until they were at the elastic waistband. She pointed at it. “I see you are feeling a little peppy tonight. Are you sure you are going to be able to go to sleep with that like that?”Alex had a half smile on his lips. “I don’t know. Sometimes it takes a long, long, long time.”Cheryl asked hopefully, “Do you want me to wait here while you take care of it? Then I can kiss you goodnight and not worry that you’re not getting your proper sleep.”Alex perked up at his mother’s suggestion, “Oh wow, Mom. That’s a swell idea.”Cheryl pulled the.