Every Friday after work, I would drive home, change clothes, cut the grass -- which I would normally do on weekends -- and then get in the car and joi... the thousands of other cars, all heading south on the Garden State Parkway, which is the only major highway that runs north and south the entire length of New Jersey. It's a toll road and every twenty miles or so you had to stop and pay a toll. When I was growing up the toll was 25 cents; today its 75 cents; which can really add up if you're. Cum was spilled on the pantyhose ass seam directly above the rip, continued down the right leg and mostly where her right foot arch would have been. It was obvious that Gerald was fucking her doggy style in the back seat and intended to pull out and come on her luscious curvy size 5 arch wrapped in those sheer dark suntan pantyhose. I took them to my bedroom and spent most of the night adding cum to her pantyhose and sniffing the fresh scents of sex. The following Sunday would be interesting.. As I walked back into the living room I quickly understood the message. Here on my sofa set two completely naked guys with their large cocks in full view. They introduced themselves as Mark and Peter. Mark was about 6 feet tall, 180 pounds with dark hair and by what I could see at least an 8 inch cock. While Peter was a little shorter, maybe around 5'9" and about 165 pounds, with much lighter hair, but from what I could see his dick was just as big if not a little bigger.I started to introduce. She looked so sad and lost. He didn’t mean for it to happen, but he turned to her and pulled her into his arms. She did not fight him, but instead melted against him, resting her head on his shoulder. No words were necessary. The two just held each other, mourning. She, the loss of her husband, he the loss of a family he would never know. Her body fit with his perfectly. He loved the feel of her luscious breasts against him, the feel of the most intimate part of her, touching the most.