"I love how you practically growl when you fuck." I wasn't aware I was growling at all. I've been so wrapped up just fucking her, let alone watching h...r. The fact that she talked dirty was such a huge bonus to everything else she had. I'd definitely keep on fucking her forever if I could. "Spank me" she pleaded. "Please don't stop." All the things she said while I rammed in and out of her will ring in my mind for who knows how long. As I spanked her my dick began to swell inside.. She looked down, admiring the mass of her mother's tits. They were large and sagged a bit, but in no way took away from Sheila's beauty or sex appeal.She felt her panties beginning to get wet, but why? Was her mother turning her on? No, it couldn't be that. Beth closed her eyes and began to get lost in the tune her mother was humming.Before either woman realized it, it was already midnight."Oh baby, I'm sorry, you need to get some sleep," said Sheila."Don't leave yet, Mom," whispered. Our teenage infatuation was heating up. Just after we turned eighteen, we started going steady. I told Sarah I loved her, and she responded saying she loved me. She would blush when I told her she was the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen. Her personality was pure sunshine. During the late summer, Sarah entered a couple local horse shows. She invited me to go along and I was more than happy to accompany her and to cheer her on. At a September horse show, Sarah introduced me to her widower. So I figured we might as well, no?" I gave her my best evil grin. "How about right now little girl?" I leered at her.Her laughter was musical, the first I had heard from her in a long, long time. It felt good to hold her in my arms and see her smiling face looking up into mine. It made me feel like I could conquer the world. I told her about the rest of my day as we unloaded boxes from my car. It all fit in a tiny corner of the garage. Not much to show for 34 years of living.Sally was pleased.