A favour for Misty She is 70 now stands 5feet 7” has a body well overweight, a pretty face, nice personality, fantastic cook and a caring wonderf...l mum. A neighbour of mine for some years and a good one at that, she was never the sort of soul that a man had fantasies about being not what a chap would call attractive. However in view of the sexual desert in my house this last year, I must admit to feelings of any port in a storm and even the old bird on the school crossing get`s a second look. My older brother with whom I shared my bedroom in the basement moved to the college campus where he studies. My parents thought it would be a good idea to invite my cousin Peter to live with us for a while. We would have to share my room with a bathroom and my king size bed. I thought it would be fun. By the way, I was 5’4” blonde, into sports. Some girls at school considered me cute and with a nice body, specially my bubble butt. At that time I had an almost 5 inch circumcised penis when erect. It was not as impressive as I had imagined. The river seemed shallow and the water was muddy. He also showed me around the southern part of the ranch and some of the other windmill sites. Each had a large metal tank where cattle could come and drink. We also saw some mule deer and a few elk.On Sunday, Slim took me to the northern part of the ranch. This was much more mountainous with high plateaus. While there were several streams from natural springs, I understood why it would be harder to. Looking round, I saw my girlfriend Emma stood in the doorway. She had returned from her self-imposed exile, which we had arranged so I would have a free 'crack' at my mother. Her skirt was bunched round her waist, and her long, white stocking clad legs were splayed apart. Her hand was stuffed down her panties and she had been wanking herself, whilst watching her boyfriend fuck his mother up the arse. I could see her nipples straining through the fabric of her dress, and her flushed expression.