She spent many hours in those warm months basking in the sun. Enough that her tan would last virtually the whole winter long. It was a vanity that was... to eventually cost her life. She died a couple of years before Nanny of skin cancer. But even with the pain of end stage melanoma, I am not certain that she would have traded her tans for a few more years. Her hair was never allowed to go grey or white. Instead she dyed it a platinum blond and faithfully kept her weekly appointment at the hair. Her legs tensed and I watched intently as I saw her pussy hover above my cock head, then move against it. I felt the tight pressure as my swollen cock head slowly disappeared between her lips. She stared wide-eyed at me and her body shook as she lowered herself a little at a time. My cock was squeezed like a velvet glove was gripping it. Her mouth was open and she had a blank expression as she sat down a little deeper. I wondered how much of my cock she could take and I waited for her to. I did the same and couldn't help but look him over once. He told me to come inside the living room. It was a small living room, looked average. Couch on one side Patio sliding door across and an entertainment center to the right with a t.v.. He told me that in case his wife came home for some weird reason, that I could hide in the spare bedroom in the closet and he showed me the room and where the closet door was. He said that if she did come home, for me to hide there and that he would come up. Klaus stand am Türspalt und lechzte jeder Bewegung seiner Mutter entgegen.Sie legte die Utensilien aufs Bett und drehte sich beschwingt im Kreis. AusVorfreude spielte sie mit den Nippel ihrer Brust. Leise stöhnend stand siemit geschlossenen Augen vor dem Bett.Klaus rieb sich in der Zwischenzeit seinen harten Schwanz. Seine Hose warim viel zu eng. Er traute sich aber nicht, diese zu öffnen, da seine Mutterja jederzeit wieder auf den Flur treten konnte.Bea, meiner Frau, fiel wohl in diesem Moment.