In retrospect, missionary work might not have been his prime vocation or the most promising carrier path for a man who his ideal day consisted of just...fighting, eating and fishing, but it suited her purpose quite nicely and didn’t invite a lot of questions. And it had worked, for the most part. Unfortunately, while it might have solved the issue of explaining his disappearances, it made proving his demise difficult without proper documentation or a body and the board of enquiry had refused to. Once inside we both had a glass of wine and sat on the sofa together. I assume that she wanted to have sex otherwise why else would she invite me to her room. I set my glass down on the table and turned to Bessie. I took her in my arms and kissed her and I caressed her firm tits through her blouse. I pulled her blouse out of her slacks and reached behind her and unhooked her bra. She groaned into my mouth and I felt her relax under my caresses. I eased her back on the sofa and pushed her bra. The floor supervisor was a head nurse called Nurse Betty and she was a bit of a flake never really talking about practical matters like changing sheets and giving a reluctant patient a wash and getting only harassment in return. She was always into “new ways” to improve our delivery of nursing services and it almost sounded like a textbook when she spoke of anything related to the hospital. I have to admit that I underestimated her and her capacity for grabbing me by the balls and putting on. 2 minutes later she says yes, show B... B was busy takin pix of his dick breaking my pussy open, fun ones, i giggled, 'Ma says hi' as he saw the pic an got stiff... 'U like knowin what a slut ma is, wow these pix are hott, keep lickin me, here is black dick in her mouth again, ha, read this to me'!!! B pulled his head up as I showed pix... Cum dripped from her cunt, holding a note B read aloud, ' How did his black cum taste an which time???' Another bend over with cum on her ass, 1 more with.