Accentuating the ‘na’ .. “I don’t know” Toria said .. biting her thumb ..“I don’t remember ever hearing this word in her classes” Stel...la pouted confusedly. “What is it”? Toria asked with a smile .. “fatto del passato che ci ritorna improvvisamente alla memoria” I said .“what?”“It’s a flashback” “Oh” Stella said. “where are you getting this from?” Stella asked.“From classes” I said simply.. looking down.“Which classes now?” Stella asked mischievously.“our Italian classes” I pouted my red lips. So we started down the power lines that are only about a half a mile from our house. These lines go up and down steep hills and it's fun to climb them in a truck. On the highest hill you can see for about ten miles , and at night it's real pretty looking at all the lights way out there. I stopped on that hill and turned off my head lights so we could enjoy the view. It was beautiful, the cold Fall air was clear and you could see forever! My wife said what is that light over there? It looked. He stopped as the head slid past the rubbery ring of myhole. are you okay he asked, yes im fine, give me more, i want more! heslid his cock deeper, oh my god, i felt so full. as i felt his hairy ballsack resting against my smooth set. i asked him. andy, FUCK ME! PLEASEJUST FUCK ME!!!he needed no further coaxing. he started sliding that monster cock of hisalmost all the way out and then back to balls deep in me. i was inheaven. he kept hitting my pleasure spot. i couldn't believe it i wasfinally. Ursula was impressed, perhaps there was more to Tim than she had expected. The quiz came to an end, sharing fresh tea and slices of fruit cake they sat contemplating the fire. She asked him where he had learned his general knowledge and in reply he suddenly started to talk about his mother, how she had taught him from her books, that she was tall and thin, that she had at one time been the local school mistress. Ursula gently probed the relationship twix son and mother, to which Tim perhaps.