Beefy."Don shifted in his seat, remembering the moment out in the field afterpractice. He felt himself grow hard at the memory of John's slick,shirtl...ss upper body. The young man pressed at his erection, shakinghis head and putting the thought away. His eyes traced the pornactresses body and he found himself touching his chest while he staredat the woman's boobs."Man, you need me to give you a moment to rub one out?" Mike asked hisfriend. "A little bit of alone time with your girlfriend? . I started to slowly push in but met with resistance. I kept up the tempo and felt that I was slowly entering the lubricated tunnel. Further ahead I again met with resistance. I withdrew slightly and re-entered slowly again. This continued for some time and with each stroke I was moving more and more in. She was holding me very tightly. In the last go I withdrew almost fully and using full energy gave a massive thrust that it went all the way up and she let out a loud aaaahh. I held her in that. My bhabi seeing my shoulders suddenly hugged me from the back. I did not know how to respond. I felt her loneliness and also her warm milky boobs. I then turned to her. She said “satisfy me today, I have been waiting for that long. Your brother is not going to come now. Please calm my curiosity .”. I then slowly kissed her eyes and came down slowly to her lips. I was that erotic. I then grabbed her ass and lifted her up. She Locked her legs behind me. We then silently closed the curtains, and. It sets the scene and gives some insight about the behavior of the young subject of this narrative when he encounters the tipsy sexual attentions of two very horny matrons. Also, names are changed for privacy purposes.So many years ago; so much forgotten—but some memories linger.Their names were Constance and Elizabeth. The year was 1959. I was 18, just out of high school. Connie Kazmarek, mother of four, was 37. Her sister, Liz Campbell, mother of three, was 35. Connie lived in my town. At New.