If you don't like the ages, genders or events (story line) in my stories, no one is forcing you to read them. 4. If you want to be rude in your commen...s, go ahead. It bothers me none. Refer back to rule #1.----Brittani twisted the door knob of the front door and crept inside, trying to be careful that she didn’t make any noise. She was home late, again. Third time this week; she was at her boyfriends parents , no doubt. Brittani was a fifteen year old blonde teenager. She stood about four feet. He was engrossed, spreading out a bunch of papers over the table."Hi there," he said as they entered the room.Jason and Stan shook hands. Mandy hugged Stan and gave him a quick kiss on the lips. Then everyone sat down."I'll cut to the chase," said Stan."Bob had covered many an obituary assignment and knew that things can happen out of the blue. Right after he and Mandy were married we talked about what might happen if he died."Mandy, he wanted to make sure you were taken care of and Jason, he. This in seconds is removed and used to dry herself off.Now I sit back and start to slowly wank as I marvel over her plump, short body and those wonderful, milk laden, big, saggy breasts, which bounce and swing about unhindered. As Deb finishes of her drying she bends forward and those mammaries hang vertically, swaying almost in a circular motion, all the time her nipples pointing to the floor.Lifting one leg onto the bed I get to see an unobstructed view of her dark, very hairy pussy, before. Her breathing picked up, and she slowly began to rotate her hips, grinding her pussy into my cock. I instinctively started to fuck her back, and played with her tities as we dry fucked like that for a short time. It wasn't dry by any stretch of the imagination though, her pussy was flowing like a river, and she had my shorts, and underwear soaked after just a few seconds. Suddenly Millie stopped grinding, and said "get up, hurry". I did as I was told. Millie took me by the hand, and led me to.