I'm really sorry, really sorry, I looked in your window. Just don't tell my parents and, please, not the police." Well, Aaron, my friend also wants to...talk with you about it and she'll be here tonight. So, you come over about seven and we'll have a talk about this."I went home and for once, didn't want to jack-off. I had lost interest in all things sexual. I was scared out of my mind. Tell my parents. Tell the police. I'm ruined forever if they do that.After picking at my dinner, I slowly. " I said as I began to stroke my cock more vigorously. Niesa was rolling her hips and caressing her body. "Momma. I didn't know you could dance like that," said D-bo. "Umm, yes D-bo. Momma can do that and so much more." She started rubbing her pussy and pinching her nipples with the other hand. She was staring her baby boy in the eyes. I swear it was like she was fucking him with her eyes. She was moaning like she was experiencing the best pleasure ever.At this point, my cock was so hard, it. It wasn’t that the breakfast was all that good or special, but SHE made it for him, and he had an excuse to see her smiling face. They never really spoke of anything other than the polite hellos and small talk while his bacon cooked. She always called him Sweetie, which made him smile. Today he was standing in his typical spot, watching her as she went about her business of preparing his food, and preparing the restaurant for the day. She was a petite girl, around 5’1” but was built nice and. ”A year later, the couple returned to the hospital for the birth of their third child.The same nurse was there for this birth also and, after the delivery, she once again approached the old gentleman, smiled, and said, “Well, you surely are something else! How do you do it?”The old man replied, “It’s like I’ve told you before, you gotta keep the old motor running.”The nurse, still smiling, patted him on the back and said: “Well, I guess it’s time to change the oil. This one’s black.”More from.