I look down to see that her inner thighs were dripping with cum. I keep staring at her pussy, watching her wash off the cum. I don't know what happene..., I just couldn't take my eyes off. "Stop staring!" She pointed the shower head straight at my face and splashed it with water. "Aah!! Sorry sorry!" I stepped out of the shower laughing. "You're such a jerk!" She said and came out, wrapping herself in the towel. "The jerk you like to fuck." I said with a sly grin and she rolled her eyes, but I. Absent-mindedly turning the pages of my magazine, she walked in, reached in one of her draws and retrieved a tube of lubricant. My heart pounded as she applied generous amounts to both of her hands, page 41 of the health section instantly forgotten. She smiled that wicked smile she sometimes has, slow, curving, dangerous and deliberate.Honey, I have some stories to tell you of some naughty things that I got up to while I was away, but don’t you think you would be more comfortable if you took. “I want to go all the way. I would love you to fuck me and make love to me, and soon.” “Well, honey, I don’t think we can do it right now, but what if I get back here later after dinner, when everyone has settled down,” I suggested. “That would be so wonderful, about 10 o’clock then.” “Let me finish massaging that lovely pussy of yours and give you something to think about until I get back, OK. Then I will see you later.” A little about Hilda before we continue. She was a widow of about 11. ! God almighty, what was he saying? What was he thinking?He shook his head suddenly as if to throw off the cob-webs of subconscious lust that had been slowly webbing his licentious brain ever since... maybe before, Randi! His Katie! That's who he was thinking of! His own sweet and beautiful baby! Damn, he ought to burn in the fires of hell for even conceiving such thoughts! But he couldn't help it... he couldn't! Nor could he get out of his mind the warped idea that Lee and Jan too often looked.