I really want to do it sometimes." Kyle, we need to talk some more about this. Can you keep your cock in your pants for two weeks? We'll talk when I g...t home for Christmas break, OK?" I'll try, Will." Good, I ... oops, Kyle. Someone's at the door. It's probably Abby. We usually go for brunch at the dining hall on Sunday morning. She didn't make it. Hey, come on in it's open. Hi Abby! I'll talk to you next week Kyle, Bye." Bye, Will."I hung up and the phone and grabbed the phone book. I looked. Mom held out her arms, and I walked right into them as we both cried, holding on to each other for support.“Did you hear anything?” mom asked.“No, they wouldn’t let me in, they’re operating on him,” I responded.She pulled back from me and wiped her face as she looked directly at me. “Tell me the truth, how bad is it? Do they think he’ll make it?”Everyone’s eyes were glued to me waiting for me to answer, which was harder than I thought. “He got shot twice, in the chest and the shoulder from what. After she finished sucking, I removed the bed sheet on her body and I was surprised to see her hairy pussy. Her pussy was covered with dense hairs. She told me that she used to have shaved pussy two years back because her hubby likes to shave her pussy. Now as she is staying alone, no one is there to shave her pussy. Therefore, she lost interest in keeping the pussy clean. I started combing her pussy with my hand. By looking at her pussy, one can easily judge that she was fucked quite a number. I licked my lips; I wanted to talk to Leah about what was wrong with her, but the sight of my husband's sperm running out of my wife's snatch was too much to resist."Oh fuck! Eat me slut!" Leah moaned.My tongue swept through her pussy and gathered thick clumps of cum mixed with her spicy and tart juices. I feasted on her, pushing my tongue deep into her hole; eager to find as much jizz as I could. Her hands gripped my hair as her hips writhed, smearing her pussy across my face. I savored her.