I started gently pulling them down to her ankles , "that pussy is fucking amazing" i thought to myself , i began lapping at the dripping pussy for a w...ile then she pulled me up and told me to lie down on my back , i gladly olbiged as i knew what was in store.she made her way to my 8" throbbing penis and began to suck like only some sort of sex freak could suck , i grabbed the back of her head and started pushing her head down onto my penis until i could feel the back of her throat , she had no. One of 'em was Sherry. She's my cousin, actually - Grandma's niece. I don't remember ever seeing her before I moved in here with Gramma, though.Sherry's got a few years on me. She's not particularly pretty, but she's not ugly, either, and she's by herself a lot. Her husband Ted is a pipeline welder. Makes good money, but stays gone for weeks on end, so she's there by herself and she doesn't mind if I visit a lot. She's not stupid. She's got a good job, one reason why she's here and her husband. I had a rare wet dream, or so I thought but it was Dori sucking me off again. I didn’t complain and figured the protein was probably good for her too.The next day, when I wasn’t working, I began teaching her English. She knew a few words, one of which was “fuck” with a British accent. I wondered what the significance of that might be but just kept going.Later on when she joined me in bed she said that word repeatedly and I wasn’t sure exactly what she meant by that. She clearly got frustrated. The truck pulled up and Elizabeth covered her eyes against the glare of the sun. ‘Mrs. Wallace, I brought you a present!’ Elizabeth chuckled at the young man, and walked toward him, ‘What have you brought me today?’ The young man, only 18, often unloaded something she really didn’t need. One day it had been a dog, she had been able to feed it until the neighbor’s dog came into heat and then her pooch was gone. Another time, she got home from town and found an injured fox in a cage on her front.