Damn it Catherine Parker, why in the hell me?John and I greet each other as we sit down at our shared table. Then asking how each others Thanksgiving ...eekend went. Where Frank interrupts our conversation about that as he started out by saying, “I planned on jumping right into the next part of this course. But four other members of this class have called out do to issues with the weather. So..., we'll just do some reviewing of what we covered previously in the first half.”But Frank is easily. She rather liked it best that way because she knew it was all "cock" and no "brain".When he had left her for the young girl with perky boobs and an ass that didn't sag as much as her middle-aged one, she drank enough wine to float a battleship. Now, she just regretted the fact she hadn't allowed the "animal" to do it to her more often and in the odd positions he seemed to favor. Her only consolation was that his relentless cock was probably making her replacement's fanny a lot looser than the. 'Perfect' I thought to myself. I closed the door behind me as our hands let go. Hannah stood in the middle of the room a little nervously.I removed my trainers with my feet and walked over to where she was standing and caressed her right cheek with my left hand brushing her unkempt golden hair away from the side of her face. "You're really pretty" I said honestly. "Thanks" was the reply. I moved forward and kissed her gently on the lips, my hand still caressing her cheek. As our lips met her. Once we broke this new ground, we didn't even try to rent a hotel or one of the hot tub spas. My parents' home became our new playground. If we were alone, we went completely crazy, all over the house. I remember turning up the heat one cold afternoon and mounting Carla on the kitchen table. I stood and she lay back, naked and spread legged, as I pounded into her bald pussy. We were much more careful if my dad and sister were around, but if my mom was the only one home, we certainly didn't.