He then started sucking on one of my wifes nipples while he continued rubbing her pussy. He moved his other hand to her lips and started to slide his ...humb into her mouth. Her mouth responded automatically and began to softly suck on his digit. She was moaning some now, and I knew it wouldnt be long before she came. Her eyes flew open, full of terror, his hand clamped down on her mouth, his mouth kept sucking and nibbling on her nipple, his other hand kept up the ministrations on her pussy. She. As she lay in bed hoping the day would go fast she slipped off into a sleep.She woke about 5 hours later and felt a lot better although her nose was still blocked. Deciding that it was warm enough not to bother too much with clothes and with no one due to visit she went downstairs and made herself a cup of coffee. The soup could wait till later.After about five minutes of sipping the coffee and meandering around the kitchen and lounge she decided to head back to bed. When she got to the top. No, good ole country girls didn’t mind doing it to themselves, but they did have to have the proper motivation. Was this diary so to speak going to do it for her? She found that it was doing it properly for her as her mind traveled and traveled, with him, and her fingers simply traveled top her pussy and it all enticed that pussy of hers to become wetter and wetter so that it would orgasm and make her as happy as a clam. “Ohhh oh uh ohhhhhh,” she shouted and screamed out in her silent house as. I say this because she was on this giant blanket on her knees slurping and sucking on this old mans cock . He had this suit on and she she was wearing some bikini top and some cut off shorts.his pants are down around his ankles and I look and I have to look again to make sure it was who I thought it was . This girl who was on her knees she was this girl who lived across the street in the house I grew up in and she was like 15 the last time I saw her. They had moved and I guess it wasnt vrey.