I watched him jacking his cock and noticed it was nice about 6” so I lay down on my back and picked up my legs to give him access to my ass and he q...ickly was balls deep and fucking me hard. He grabbed my legs and saw my red toes and put them up to his face and soon he was sucking my toes while pounding my ass hard. He quickly exploded and filled my ass with a nice load of cum. He fell out and smiled and said damn thanks and pulled up his pants and started to walk away. I looked and I had other. Her hands, that fluttered over her body from clitoris to neck and then to her dark nipples. The way those contractions of her pussy gripped me as she slipped off me and then relaxed as she impaled herself on me. The look in her eyes as she looked down at her captive and spent all her lust on herself without sharing an iota of the passion. It was use and abuse, not passion and love in those almond eyes.This orgasm was not frantic. When she came it was a slow wave of emotion, lust and power that. Still on his knees, he straightened his torso and grasped his hand around his cock. Moving his hand up and down his jean covered cock, Tucker pictured her ass and smile and groaned. It was too much to chance right now, but he knew how he was going to spend the evening. At least he could have her that way. Cursing, his hand left his cock and he headed down the ladder. As he neared the house, he heard a noise that sounded like a moan. Tucker hurried to the door and stopped dead in his tracks. His. Over-easy it is.’ We both washed our hands and walked to the kitchen. I remembered later that this was the first time since she died that I didn’t think of Lydia while working in the kitchen. ‘Tom, why don’t you start the sausage and I’ll make the biscuits. After the dough is ready, they’ll take about 15 minutes to bake. I’ll fry the eggs after the biscuits are done. I don’t remember seeing jelly or jam here. Do you have any?’ ‘Yes, I think we do. It’s up on the top shelf, probably just out.