I told you how expert he was at seeing to my tits. How quickly he was able to get my nipples to respond to his touch. Just like I told you how thick a...d chunky that cock of his was. Of course, what I didn't know then but do now is.....how a nice thick cock makes for a much better Fuck"She whimpered some more as my fingers bought her to a climax causing her to lean over the worktop. It was some moments before she was able to speak again."Ohhh God! That was good darling. Hmmm! And to think, that. She resisted for some time and finally she agreed.Luckily she had olive oil in her house and I told her to quickly freshen up and lie down on the table with her bra and panties on while I was setting up the couch she came out of the bathroom in her black lacy inners and boy I was just staring at her speechless.She was just admiring my expression and gave a wild smile. She slept on her back and I started massaging her. I undid the strings of the bra and massaged her back after 5 minutes and I. How we met was awkward. I worked with her family and had a semi adolescent crush on her MILF of a mother. I have the outward appearance of being a sane, rational gentleman, while inside I am, and will always be, depraved. She had no interest in that thin veneer I put out. I asked her out, but was in a rather cold fashion, shot down. It created a resentment towards her that manifested itself rather bluntly in our continued interactions. I no longer feigned politeness and my admiration for her. ”One of the T.V. reporters heard him and turned her microphone to him. “What do you mean, Sir?”“I said: I’ve seen this before. When I was a working man ‘bout forty years ago.”“What did you see then?” The reporter asked.“It was dem Riders. They was at war with dem Eye-talians. The Riders did the exact same thing. Killed like fifty of dem in one night. I thought the whole damn town was going to burn down.”The reporter smirked and said. “The Riders are a myth.”“Hmmf, shows what you know. I saw.