She slipped on one of her Depends, but nothing else, “Wash your nuts, Don, now it’s time for that blow job.”Now, if you readers remember, I’m ...8 years old. I just blew the biggest load, I could ever remember, into this old woman. Just how in the fuck was I going to even get hard again, much less work up another load of cum?J laid down on the couch, on her stomach, with her flabby tits and chest on the padded arm. “C’mon, sonny, put ’er here.” She pointed at her smooth mouth. I stood at the end. Then, she does the same to her other breast.Her hand moves from the navel, ever lower until it touches the clit. The moans emitted are louder.The fingers begin moving over, around and pressing harder with every pass getting her nub ever stiffer.When the nipples are erect, she lowers the breast from her mouth and takes a quick peek at the door.We make eye contact and she sees me stroking myself through my boxers.Licking her lips as she watches a large wet spot appear on my boxers.She smiles. I think I need to go over. It won't take very much.' Instead of going faster, though, he started stroking my button with his finger. That was really exciting! With big, warm Herman inside my pussy and John's finger on my clitoris, I soon felt my orgasm approaching. I reached over and put my finger in John's mouth to get it wet, then rubbed the moisture on my nipples. When I started twirling a nipple between my thumb and finger, alternating between breasts, it really added to the pleasure and. It seemed as though I had to tap both kidneys as I stood for some time until I ran dry. I glanced in the bedroom at a clock and it showed 5:47; time for me to get up anyway.I showered and then dressed and snuck out without waking anyone. I fixed my own breakfast and went into the garage to get the tractor and rake out and hooked up. I now saw the reason for the extra space. ‘Fred, what did I say about not wanting a baler?’“Bob I felt that you would need one after you see all the cut hay needing.