Clearly perplexed she looked at me with questioning eyes. I reached down to her gigantic tits and rapped them around my hard, wet cock.After I began t...o fuck her cleavage, she got the idea and replaced my hands with hers. My only regret is that I couldn't see too well in the darkness.Her tits were very firm. I could feel every inch of my cock sliding in and out between them. She actually moaned slightly as she gave in to the illicit and unknown feelings that she was having and I could see that. My clit felt like it was on fire; Robert was stroking the fire, not trying to put it out by moving his muscles, making his cock jump inside me. This time I had died but I had died and gone to heaven.Karen nibbled on my nipples, "Aren't you going to move? you know, make love to your son. I mean you want to fuck him don't you".I took a deep breath, it was hard to think of anything with my son's cock doing these wonderful things to me, "Karen, I... Robert is making love to me, no we are not. Even in 1937 people were being encouraged to dig air raid shelters and schools and public buildings such as schools were pasting bandages over large windows, as a protection against flying glass from bomb explosions. Even Neville Chamberlains return from his ill fated meeting with Adolf Hitler and waving a piece of paper and saying "Peace in our time" seemed only the spur necessary to redouble the efforts.Jean his cousin tried her hardest to get his attention, but Tony regarded her more like a. "Come with me. I'll show you," I said, deciding it would be better than trying to explain.After more than half an hour of show and tell, Taachachi headed back to the house and started gathering help. Before long nearly everyone was with us and it didn't take much to get the horses moving toward their new home. A few of them didn't want to go through the tunnel but they were convinced without too much bother.It took nearly an hour to hobble them all and turn them loose to graze. Jondah had been.