Looking into my eyes as she began to scoot her pussy back and forth we both discovered its inherent eroticism. (She had always been a little self con...cious about her weight and had never been on top) Her weight pressing down against my face turned me on and changed this mild woman into a tigress. Not normally vocal she began to say nasty things telling me how she was going to ride my face and then my cock. Her pussy became extremely wet and her curly red pubes were now slick and sticky. ” If it were any other day she might have complained, but she was feeling mischievous and agreed. Without bothering to get dressed, she went into his room and closed the door behind her. She saw him laying on his bed. Like her, he often slept in the nude and his covers had slipped down below his waist. She could see his normal morning woody. Unthinkingly she ran and jumped onto the bed, straddling his stomach. She began bouncing up and down saying, “Get up, get up, get up, get uuup.” As she. That I would take care of her sons. Seeing a lamp burn in their home puzzled me. I left my home and went to their door. The door was open. I was about to flick off the lights when I stopped and listened. I thought I heard something odd. It sounded like pages being turned. And there was another sound too, a sound rather like slurping, a sound that I couldn’t quite identify. These sounds seemed to be coming from the boy’s room. Quietly, I made my way to the source of the sound. It sounded like. "How bad you hurt?"I used my cane to knock on my metal stalk that held me up.He nodded then slapped me on the back. "Wilson here, was only in a year when he was gut shot in the first Desert Storm. He's still pissed they won't let him back in, but he has to eat funny so they couldn't keep him. Me? I did two tours, one in "A" country and one in Iraq. I'm done. Hate that fucking hot and cold sand. Florida sand is easier to put up with. No human size fleas that bite."We chatted till it was getting.