"Look what happened in Bedford, hardly a barn left my cousin told me." Missy shook her curly head. She was still dressed all in black although she had...told me that several eligible suitors had already come to call and pay their respects to her late husband and sit with the lonely widow. "That bloody Tory," as she called him, had left a will that was all tangles since he had several farms as well as a number of children from previous wives and at least one bastard he acknowledged and left a. No wonder those fags wanted to fuck her like a boy. Even so Joyce was all girl and she excited the hell out of me. I lowered her panties to her ankles and watched as she stepped out of them. I was still checking out her ass when she turned around to face me. She had sparse hairs outlining her puffy pussy lips. She rubbed my stiff cock before lowering my underwear and revealing it. She was impressed with its stiffness. I pressed it into her concave belly as I kissed her again. I cupped her ass. . . could get real used to what you’ve got! You . . . you know that, don’t you?”That’s exactly what he wanted. Vic liked the Rosemary Criscola’s of the world getting very used to what he had for them. How else could a guy have an endless supply of good hot pussy at his beck and call? With women like Rosemary and Marion, and everyone else who followed, his days of good hot fucking could go on forever and ever.“That’s why I’m here, baby doll!” he told his former teacher while getting down to. She moaned and clutched my head tight to her chest. A couple of minutes later she nudged me over to the other breast so I suckled on that one for a while before I dropped to my knees and pressed my face to her panties, I rubbed my face to her crotch inhaling her musky scent. Pulling down her panties I must admit I moaned myself at the sight of her smoothly shaved sex.Her Orchiectomy had been done beautifully, most of her scrotum had been removed leaving a smooth line from her perineum up to her.