My mom is 70 and my dad is 76. My dad and I are about the same physical size, both 5'11' and a bit over weight. My mom is 5’ 5"; she has nice boobs ...42-D) a rather large belly (about my size). She has slim legs, but has problems walking and uses a cane. When I was living at home I would put my ear to the wall and listen to my parents fuck and jerk off picturing me in there rather than my Dad. I loved to look up my Mom's shorts when she would lay back to take a nap in the recliner. Depending on. She had to admit he had a superb cock and now he was hard it must have been over eight inches long and was thick and heavy. She felt her pussy twitch with excitement as she stroked his cock but this wasn’t the time or place to go further. “Right Ben, let me see this lovely cock of yours shoot its cum. We can’t do much more as the shift change is close and the night staff will be here soon and wanting my report.”“Ah Mary, let me put it in you. It’s years since I’ve had a fuck. You can’t tease me. "Don't want to be late!" yelled Bob out his window. He accelerated, turned left at the corner and then took the next left too. From there he turned up an alley and pulled into somebody's back yard."What are you doing?" asked Cecelia breathlessly."Just call me Saint George," said Bob, smiling. "We'll give the dragon time to get lost and then I'll take you back to your car."What about the faculty meeting?" she asked."Don't tell me you swallowed that, too." Well..." She blinked as she realized. Oblivious to everything around him, his nostrils flared sucking in oxygen at the maximum rate, his eyes open wide and unblinking, his fists clenched, one around his spear. The journey seemed to go by in a flash to him but it must have taken half an hour to reach their village. It was empty. He was in shock, his brain couldn’t comprehend that he wouldn’t be killing people. This made the rage in him build further. He stood for a second dumb founded, then he could contain himself no longer. He.