But your mother didn’t want you playing up there after the fire. Anyway, it’s in the closet now, in the den. Let’s go check it out.? We went to ...is den and he poked through years of accumulated junk until pulling it out from the very back. ?Now I remember why I bought this,? he said. ?Maybe it’s time to hang it again.?I looked at it, seeing an old boyhood memory return to life. The woman was there, just as I’d left her. And now, she was definitely older than the one in my own painting. It was. She relaxed her hold on him as her body went limp. She shuddered and gasped with a small aftershock, then went silent and still.Aroused by the sights and sounds of her climax, Mike was closer to his own. Gazing at her chest, he had an idea. He would do something he used to do fairly often but which had fallen to the bottom of the menu in recent years.He would fuck his wife's breasts.While pounding her pussy a few more times, Mike licked her breasts all over, getting the valley between them. Sheila and Peter Anne sometimes had played around with me when they lived in Savannah; but just only had been some fondling and kissing, as far as it went. Sheila had told me during the last months she had been exploring her bi side and I knew that Peter really wanted to enjoy my cunt and ass…So, Memphis would be a nice place for me to spend some wild days…On Sunday morning I enjoyed a good breakfast at the hotel. In the afternoon I had a good siesta and finally in the early evening I called. . ' Incredibly I just starred at the ground as Bruce and Charlie took a seat on the wall reminding me ' ... hurry up so you can get home before your folks! ... ' I took it as a veiled threat that they would tell my folks what they have been doing to their little boy. I did as told and as they saw me returning they got up and started off towards their home. Back in their basement rooms I was told to strip and get on my knees. I had to watch as the three of them undressed and stood before me.