I handed him the milk glass and slowly bent and touched his feet. He made me stand and pulled me towards him. He made me sit on his lap. I could feel ...is cock and balls. He put his hands around my waist and with other hand was holding the milk glass which I gave. He had a sip of the milk and asked me to have a sip. He then placed the glass on the side table. We were looking at each other eye to eye for few minutes.He kissed my forehead, my eyes, my nose, my cheeks. He then slowly moved to my. It was thick, almost so thick that his large hand couldn't close completely around it."Time for a shower," he said quietly to no one in particular.Of course, he was looking forward to some private time with his meat more than anything. He looked longingly where there used to be a door to his room; it had fallen apart a few years back and Pappa didn't have the money to fix it then. Instead, he gave Momma a present a few years later, just last winter, and put in a modern bathroom with hot water.. Before she started she added a little baby oil to her hand to help it glide along. She gripped it tighter. ‘Tighter than pussy though.’ She stroked faster. Matt moaned, ‘Oh yeah.’ Kris ran her hand over the head then released. She stroked it again, each time releasing it as she reached the tip. Matt’s pre-cum leaking onto her hand, adding to the oil’s slipperiness. She then lightly rubbed the sensitive spot just under the head. ‘You like that?’ ‘You’re making me crazy.’ ‘I know,’ she said. I leaned over and sucked on one, nipping it with my teeth. Instinctively, I stretched her nipple out just like her husband would.“Oh, yes, Natan,” she moaned.My deception shuddered through me. I rubbed at her wet cunt with my hand, slipping a pair of fingers into her hot hole as I suckled at her nipple. She undulated and writhed, clenching her hot flesh on my fingers as I kept stretching her nipple.Her hot cunt clenched every time.“Vedr's stormy wind,” I groaned when her hand grasped my cock.