Only our heavy breathing and the wet sloshy sound of my cock passing in and out of her. I felt her body tighten, her pussy seems to grip tighter onto ...e. Second thoughts began to creep into Meagan."Should we really keep doing this?" Meagan asked in a shaky uncertain soft voice. My mind raced for the perfect answer but nothing came to mind. So I stopped. I felt her pussy throbbing around my cock as the blood circulated quickly throughout her body."We can stop if you like?" I spoke calmly but. They’re beautiful, you’re beautiful and sexy as hell, Clarisse, with a body like yours you could be a centerfold.” We had finished breakfast and almost finished with our coffee. A tear trickled down her cheek as she reached across the table and took my hands in hers. “You know no one has ever told me that I was beautiful and sexy before, all I have ever heard was pretty. Honey, fix us another coffee and bring them in the living room, then I’ll help you move, we have a good four hours before. ” Satisfied, Gene (only his mother called him Eugene) reached around to the back seat and pulled a cold beer from the cooler. He’d been drinking more than before, but that soon end, soon subsisting on a steady diet of coffee and cigarettes. * * * He wasn’t in a hurry to return to an empty house. The dogs were okay, probably sleeping on some chair dreaming of past hunting seasons. The boat yard seemed like a good stop, he hadn’t checked on her since Thanksgiving. After late November piles of. ”Jean finished her task with all the energy she could manage and when Clyde lowered the bench her jaw was aching. He told her to sit up. He was a good looking man in early middle age and his large prick was now standing ramrod hard from his lap. Jean felt that she was soaking wet on the leather bench and she knew she was going to leave a stain. Without another thought she said “Please Sir, may I suck you off?” He took her hair and drew her onto his erection. It didn’t take long for Jean to.