She was 62, 5'6", 12 stone and quite a big girl, she was widowed a few years ago and is waiting for her retirement when it comes she's going to move c...oser to her family. I played her a few different songs and we were chatting away when Donna said she was going for a shower.As she went into the kitchen I followed her, she said "We can have her if you want but I won't lick her cos she's too old", I replied "I'll see how it goes". I went back into the lounge and carried on talking. She was. "You don't even live with me any more. I don't know why you married me in the first place, Mel." You don't love me either!" she said harshly. "If you did, you'd come work for Daddy, and we could live like people SHOULD live!" You know I love teaching," said Jeff. "You knew I was going to be a teacher when you married me! I thought we were getting married because we loved each other... not how we were going to live." You don't understand!" she said, getting loud. "I CAN'T get a divorce!" Help me. Luckily she left the doorway without being seen by Maria. The next morning, waking up with a smile at the time I had with Maria, also reminded me of what Debbie had witnessed. I was losing control of the situation. As much as I loved looking, fantasizing, and jerking off to the hot, beautiful, busty blonde, I was also feeling guilty about it. I threw on my shorts and tee, and went to the kitchen to get some juice. My friend's dad, Roger, said a quick good morning, seeming more chipper than. He kissed down her neck, her chest until he reached her bare boobs. Ruby’s nipples were hardening in the cool air conditioning and Sam sucked them into his warm mouth turn by turn. Ruby gasped in utter pleasure, continuing the slow grind as her hands caressed the back of Sam’s head as her breathing became ragged but Sam’s careful and needed ministrations continued a bit more gently. Her panties were soaked with desire and her crotch radiated heat as she straddled her brother.“Sam?” she barely.