Jenny laid back on my sofa and spread her thighs wide open showing me her pussy and her ass holes as she placed her hands under her rear end and lifte... up like she was taking my cock deep inside her. She said: “Like this Bobby? Do you want to have me pose for you like this, showing my pussy and my body to the camera?”I smiled and told her: “God yes Jenny, the sexier the better. I want to see you all of you. Let me get my camera.”She didn’t move and I reached for my camera inside my desk and. It's nice and shady during the summer and has a great view all year 'round."One of the hands - my old friend Curley (bald as an egg, of course!), the one that taught me how to ride a horse and sorta protected me from myself when I was twelve - helped me move all the stored stuff out. Curley's wife — she cleaned the cabins — helped me get everything spic and span (that's how she said it).I moved in and really liked it. It was private and very snug. It was also tiny; one large room with the back. " I whispered hoarsely.She gave me a big smile and then leaned over and kissed me. I kissed her back and was rewarded with her tongue pushing into my mouth. She held my head steady as she ground her mouth into mine, swirling her tongue with mine, and pushed her big glorious tits into me. I lifted my left hand up and slid it under her top, grabbing her big heavy tit, and starting squeezing it.Fuck, it filled my hand completely and spilled over my fingers. The big nipple poked into my palm.She. Ever since I had come back from college to obtain a job in my home town, I had been living with dad and had become increasingly attracted to him. My mom did him dirty because he was a manly man, not what she ultimately wanted in a husband. She did not want a guy who could repair things and enjoyed outdoor sports. She liked soft hands and manicured nails. My mother was a controlling bitch, thinking she could turn everything her way with her money, but I got her back by moving into dad's spare.