.. I don't know... I... I just... oh God!” Rory stammered, and turning, fled from the room.Jean lifted her spunk-covered body from the bed and made ...er way to the shower. Just before entering she stopped, dipped a finger into the white glob of cum on her belly, lifted it to her mouth and for the first time since the death of her husband tasted spunk in her mouth.“Rory, can I come in, son?” Jean called through his bedroom door as she gently tapped on it.“Yes... I guess so.” Rory's voice was not. She reacted favorably to the light pressure I had put on her clit with the heel of my hand as I had checked her lubrication level, so she was disappointed when I moved my hand to get into my favorite position.Joan was again surprised when I raised her ankles to rest them on my shoulders, but she did not object when I began to bathe my cock in the pussy juices that were filling her pussy slit. I wanted her active participation in our first fuck, so I asked her to guide my cock as I began to. She answered on the first ring."Victoria... I need your help. Don't ask questions; I can't answer them. Wait half an hour and then meet me at the following address." I repeated the address Julie gave me. It would take that long for us to get there. "I need you as backup. Be prepared for trouble. No, I can't tell you what it is about yet. Just be there for me, ok?" That was a needless request. I knew she would.Once we got out of the woods, I hailed a cab, to get us there faster. I had the cab. The load shifted again and the side of her head bumped against my thigh.I had become very conscious of our positions. I felt that all to familiar tightening of my scrotum. I had suddenly realized I had cut my pants too short. My penis had stirred and stiffened. I looked down and saw my erection was fully protruding from the ragged bottom edge of my shorts. Since my hands where fully occupied holding the wooden beam, I had no choice but to hope my aroused condition might go unnoticed. She had.