I start my thrusting movements, in and out, a little faster and harder. My pelvis is thumping against yours, the complete length of my dick penetratin... your pussy with each stroke, my balls slamming against you ass cheeks. As I continue my thrusting, I look down at you, your whole body moving in rhythm with my thrusting, your tits bouncing around, your eyes closed, you are moaning from pleasure, the expression on your face is that of someone possessed by lust. I stop my thrusting and push in. She got up, grabbed her towel, and headed toward the back door. "I have dinner in the oven," she explained, "so I thought I might take in some sun." In her haste to cover her top half, she had neglected to pull the bottoms out of her ass, so I couldn't help but stare as it swayed back and forth with each slow step that she took in front of me. I realized that I had a raging hard-on, and took care to keep her from noticing. When we got into the house, she excused herself to change out of her. Her grin got even wider. "Say, Martha," she said slyly, "could I interest you in two prime cuts of hair- free cunt? Sally's taste may be off a bit since she's on the rag, but I can tell you from personal experience that Tiff has the sweetest pussy juice I have ever tasted." Gail buried the fingers of her free hand into Sally's cunt. I noticed that both cunt's were very well lubricated. The girls had been playing with each other for quite a while. Or maybe they had just spent a while watching us. If you like we can tow you down there and fix it for you." Would you?" she asked, instinctively know that this old man could be trusted, and at the same time somehow hoping that he would hug her like a father and make it all better.He waved across the road to a car with two younger black men in it and one of them pulled across and parked just in front of her car."What is it, dad?" he asked.Carol noticed the likeness at once; this was a father and his two sons, who were about her age."Fuel.