I made her sit on my lap and drank her saliva through her lustful pink lips. Our lips didn’t want to be apart and were so hungry to do anything righ... away. It became routine from that day. Either morning or evening we stay back and shared our lust with each other.We had been talking more serious and wild chats about making love in different ways of fantasy. I would tell her about the romantic scenes which I watched in English movies and tempt her to be with me like that way. Even she was a bit. She ended every day with a prayer to the Lord to bring her husband home safely from this horrible war.This particular morning, with a light rain falling, found her repairing the old chicken coupe when she heard a moaning sound from the woods. With her hand firmly around her hammer, she investigated. She found a man, about her age, covered with mud and blood. He was dressed in tattered Confederate grey and barely conscious.It took all the strength in her 5’ 4” frame to drag this tall, lanky. ”Georgia nodded, and did so. Almost immediately she nearly choked on it, due to the size, and losing control from her sudden orgasm again.“I can’t do it, lord,” Georgia said, moving off his cock. “My orgasm’s too strong, I can barely think during it.”“Molly, come and help your daughter,” Gareth ordered. Molly got off the bed, and took her daughter’s head in her hands.“Let me guide you,” she said. Georgia took Gareth’s cock back in her mouth, her orgasm re-starting, and she moaned into his. "Jill opened the door and presented a picture that indicated this could be a great night. She was dressed in a light blue silk blouse and a two inch above the knee black pencil skirt that had a twelve inch slit on its side. She was wearing three-inch high heeled shoes which highlighted some nicely proportioned calves and ankles. The makeup she had on coupled with the clothes she was wearing, showed her to be a very attractive lady. There was a pleasant and promising smile on her face as she.