John always noticed how Mrs. Smith would go jogging every morning, in her jogging shorts and athletic top. So did every other guy in the neighborhood....After John turned 15 he had fantasies of having sex with her and would masturbate with those dreams.After John turned 16, Mr. Smith had died of a heart attack. Mrs. Smith took it hard and quit running. She quickly gained weight and by the time he was 18, the only thing pretty about her, he thought, was her face and smile. She did have the biggest. My tongues were dancing with jayshree’s with my left hand fingering her clit and my right hand over Pushpa’s head as she was sucking my cock. Pushpa then did something she hasn’t done before…With her tongue, she started flicking and licking the tip of my cock which caught me by total surprise. The waves of pleasure it sent through my body were like thunder and it wasn’t long before I grabbed her by the hair, pushed her head down and lifted her ass high into the air so her pussy was on the show.. As he pulled the ropes tight, I felt hopeless, as if I were watching my own coffin lid close on top of me. I couldn’t stop crying, couldn’t catch my breath enough to speak. He walked away and came back over toward me, carrying one of the heavy weights that weren’t already on the big barbell. I thought for a second that he was going to throw it on me, or smash my face in, but he set it down far to my side, and then brought the other one and laid it to my other side. “Daddy, I’m sorry…” I. My kids and friends were rather shocked at my decisions regarding this young woman, to put it mildly. Especially because she was pregnant. Many knew I had a vasectomy forty years earlier. The big family reunion was a month before Galina’s due date so my daughter, who was the most supportive, helped me arrange a simple wedding during the occasion. And yes, there was a prenup although my kids were very successful on their own anyway.My century-old father, with his younger wife, just shook his.