Just a few years ago a Virginia Civil War enthusiast blew himself and his house apart trying to remove the fuse and black powder in some he had found ...n the Appalachian Trail.It was an arms cycle; every time armies were issued newer, more modern weapons, the older weapons went into the warehouses. A few were transferred to civilians while most sat in the warehouses until the next potential ally needed weapons for self defense; that is where the arms dealers came in.They were the middle men.. And it was now 6 and I was begining to worry. I was watching the news when the door flew open and mom crashed through the door. She was covered in snow as she shivered and shook closing the door behind her. She was dressed in a long winter jacket but only a dress ,nylons and high heeled boots that came up to just below her knees underneath.I told her that I didn't hear her pull in. I didn't she replied I went off the road about a mile from here so I walked home. You must be freezing I said. She. She danced the dance of life. she danced with such freedom within her soul. she was unbridled within her dance of offering. she was unconfined within her dance of offering. she was simply set free letting her sprit flow. As a dancer she was the one with the free spirit. her graceful moves capturing Mine eyes totally. With her gift of dance she was expressing herself giving back all that she is with passion and moves that only can be born with deep abiding trust…deep abiding love…deep abiding. I asked her size, and it was DD's . at that point i was more turned on, and i was stoking my cock while watching rub her tits, and moaning. then she slowly rubbed her way down to touch her pussy, and then licked her finger the licked her lips. so i stood up and started wanking in front of her using my left hand keeping my write arm free to type. so she noticed my wedding band on my had, and i noticed that she did, and i saw in her eyes a glow that reflected the beet of her heart. so asked me.