’ I feebly protest. ‘I want you to read something.’ He shows me his journal. We move to the bed, lay down on our stomaches and read. It lists h...s doubts, his lust, his confusion – all over me. It is overwhelming. It is flattering and scary. And it is erotic. He really wants me. Attraction is so attractive. We kiss. And again. Heart racing again. It only takes a second with him. My body responds. What is it about him? He has this instant on switch hidden somewhere and flicks it every time we. This is the friend who functioned as my barber when we trimmed my lady's pussy in the story, “Morning in the AZ Desert” (you hopefully have read it – written by this author – azdad77). If you have read it, you will remember that my friend has the most gorgeous cock. When fully erect it is truthfully a good 8” long and 2” in diameter. A real pussy fulling treat let alone a generous mouth full which is the theme of this story. Back to our desert golf. My friend and I love to play our nice. So powerful, infact, I suddenly half screamed with satisfaction. By the time it had subsided for me to be aware of what was happening the door was fully open and there stood my daughter‑in‑law as well as my grandson both still naked. “Hello nan,” Jason smiled as he looked at the way one of my hands was still inside my knickers and the other inside my bra. As I focused on him did I notice the way his penis had started to become stiff again. Carol had also spotted what was happening because her. ”“Oooh, you’re a very dirty lady. I love shagging your tight, juicy cunt.”I moved in and out of her juicy hole, my abdomen slapping against her firm bum every time my cock bottomed in her delicious tight cunt. I leaned over her and caught her big, swaying tits in my hands. I rolled her long, hard nipples between my fingers and was rewarded with soft moans from Margareth. I fucked her cunt and played with tits for several minutes.“Oooh, my wonderful Viking. I am getting close again. Diddle my.