His answer was, “Jack, I was in the Army and I learned a number of ‘dirty fighting’ techniques. Do you want me to teach them to you? I don’t g...arantee that you can beat five football players at one time, but I am sure that I can teach you enough to hold your own with three.”“That would be wonderful, and it would be even better if you could teach them to Harriet too.”Classes in “dirty fighting” started immediately, and it was only three weeks later that the two had a chance to practice what they. I shook my head as I looked at the two officers."Is there a library around here, or a place that I can see records of all the buildings in this town?" I asked the man."Sure the library should have all that," he said.He gave me a map of the town. The library was well within walking distance. I began walking over there as I walked I looked at the people of this town. Most of them were old. There were a few young people. Everyone seemed to be watching me. No, they weren't just looking or curiously. I wanted those eyes looking back at me as she sucked me. I got on her and kissed her hard. Our tongues met as we gasped in passion. I could feel her wetness on my cock. The temptation to wait was too much. I slid in the first half easy, she was so wet there was only a short stop when she said ‘careful, not too deep’ I eased the rest of myself in. She was moaning. I gave it to her harder and harder. I worked her up until she was actually moaning so loud, my neighbours would later report they. With that I carried on rubbing her shoulders a bit harder watching her body move and the sight of her tits jiggling about got me more excited. I was thinking what I could do next. With that I sat forward at more, I learned over and as I joke I reached for her boobs, She had her hands cupped over them when with both my hands I gave them a little slap. I joked look I can lay the bongos on these. She laughed but didn't flinch. Mum sat back upright and stretched her neck out still hands cupped over.