"You are a dirty little blonde," Ray mumbled, as Tina's little hand tried to feel his big cock. As her hand squeezed at his cock through his shorts, R...y pulled her clingy crop top upward to uncover the little muffins-size tits underneath. He took one in his mouth while he fondled the other, and then took the other in his mouth while he fondled the wet one that had just been in his mouth."Such nice little titties, Tina," Ray whispered between mouthfuls, as his rough beard tickled Tina's. They had both been a big help when she was killed and we still communicated via phone and email. I always promised to stop in and this seemed to be a perfect time. Kyle worked from home telecommuting as well as working on his farm. Lisa was content to be on the farm and sold their extra produce in the farmer's market.Mickey was enjoying the scenery as the miles passed under the wheels of the coach. The lush green of the hills were so different to the crags and snow-capped peaks of the Rocky. Her hips moved back and forth over his mouth and she got closer and closer to orgasm. He opened his eyes and he could see she had closed her eyes and had tilted her head back. Her hips moved faster, she had his head in a death grip. Her body went tense and she let out a stifled moan. He felt her entire body shudder as her pussy became very wet. She let go of his head and climbed off. Pulling down her skirt, she turned and walked out of the room. He lay there in complete silence, his mind moving. He was a handsome man with salt and pepper hair and spoke in a thick Southern accent. He was quite the gentleman and my wife was loving his charm. We learned that his wife passed away about a year ago. He missed her greatly, but still was active and wanted to travel. The island was there favorite travel destination and it was his first trip there without her. The night was winding down, so we said our good byes. We exchanged phone and room numbers so we could meet again for a drink.The next.