Not that he could do much about it. His hands were thread through the iron railings of the bed and tied with a scarf, his wife’s pussy was an inch f...om his face, whilst he strained to lick it. She teased him on and off, a few minutes of licking, a few minutes of her rubbing her clit, fucking her pussy with her hand. Occasionally, she would stroke his rock hard member. All the time his face covered in her juices and he smell of sex in her nostrils.He was pretty helpless whilst she straddled him. ” he said pointing toward Mikah with his power drink can..“She works too well for that,” I said with a smile. “She don’t know she is handicapped, She thinks she is still a bad ass.”“I hope I’m like that, when I’m like the two of you.” He said like he was talking to his grand dad.“If you truly want to be like us at this age, find a new line of work,” I said with a smile.“Don’t know nothing else,” he said.I gave him a card when Janet came out of the convenience store. “If you want to talk about. ’ After one more appreciative glance at the nervous woman, he held out the robe. She ran the ten feet, and wrapped herself in the white terrycloth. He looked up, and said, ‘Green makes you look phat.’ ‘FAT?’ Sharon marched back to the mirror and flashed herself. ‘I DON’T look fat!’ ‘Not F-A-T, fat. P-H-A-T, phat, pretty hot and tempting.’ He stole a peek in the mirror, and then looked down. ‘Hot and tempting?” She asked, and sat beside him. “I haven’t heard a compliment like that in a long. WHO had the knowledge, resources, and facilities to develop a better vaccine, especially if they worked with Bob and Sharna. The only problem was they did not have the funding necessary to do the research. Clara and I decided that we would brief WHO on what we knew, and offer our aid in developing a vaccine. In the meantime, the Ark Foundation continued our efforts to prepare for the day the meteoroids arrived and our private research group continued to work on a solution for a better.