Opening it in a flash, he worked the post of the broken valve until, almost a minute later, he finally managed to get it closed."Th...thanks," the man...said."Is someone inside that can help you?" Cain shouted, concerned for the man's safety."M...m...my w...w...wife," he stuttered. "I w...was t...trying t...to thaw...." Forget it," Cain said brusquely. "Get inside and get warmed up."He watched the man stumble up the steps, his frozen coat hanging from his shoulders like cardboard. The man's wife. Gosh, her pussy was shaved. I licked her navel and came down to her love hole.With my tongue started licking her pussy and her clitoris. She was tweaking her ass up and down in pleasure and could not control her moans even when on a call with her kids.She disconnected the call. I asked her how old her kids were. I was shocked to hear that her eldest daughter was 15 years old. I was so happy knowing that Shivani was the type of milf I always dreamt of.We both were completely naked and after all. I had no excuse. Susan Farwell introduced me to her Board. Exactly which Board was never specified, but I assumed her school, not of the Lincoln Center and Juliard. Face it Sheila, you did not want to know, because it would have spoiled the moment.After my initial shock, I started looking at the pictures. In all modesty, I did not look out of place. I remembered meeting Edith Dryden. Angela Molinari introduced her as an old friend from her school days. Both ladies were in their seventies and. .” he murmured. “I’m serious!” Camille stressed. “Okay, don’t worry about it,” I said. “I won’t do anything. I wasn’t planning on it anyway.” Camille demonstrated an expression of relief. “Well, good, because we don’t need anyone else getting pregnant around here.” “Pregnant?” “Didn’t I tell you, dude?” Kmart Cowboy asked, looking out the window at a carload of girls who were driving past us. “Tell me what?” .