So he decided to slip over to the cypress and let Freddie and Pasquale fill in any action he might miss. From his new vantage point among the cypress ...roots, he looked up at his two friends and asked for a report. ‘They’re like, you know, feeding,’ said Pasquale. He’d spent time on a hippie commune and found the subject of human food very interesting. ‘And drinking something in cans,’ added Freddie. ‘It looks like beer. The big guy’s on his third. The little one with the floppy hat is still on. Myron was determined, though, writing more love letters to Becky and slipping them into her mailbox at the dorm. It was always something that was keeping Becky busy. During Myron's frequent calls, he was greeted by comments like, "My friend's still here ... I can't talk now!" she'd say, or "I'm a little too tired to go out," or even "the girls and I already made some plans". Myron, beginning to feel a bit despondant, tried reasoning with himself. Afterall, this was all 'new' to her - this. Mom was a nurse at the local hospital putting her degree to good use.When Tommy came along, Alice had just graduated high school and was slated to go to college. But she let her hormones override her common sense and despite her parents' warnings, she forgot about college to run off with the "man of her dreams". She told me that the last she heard, her parents had moved to Florida someplace to retire.I told her my story, how my dad was a retired autoworker and, like him, I worked building cars. Travis kept his hold on Jenny’s nude butt. The only thing Travis could smell was his mother’s pussy, and he flicked his tongue out, starting to eat her pussy, feeling all the wetness and heat of his mother’s pussy on his face.“Oh yes baby! Eat your naughty mother!” Jenny wailed in pleasure. Travis ate Jenny’s pussy dry, yet she wailed in sheer pleasure, as she climaxed three timed on Travis” face. Every time Travis” face was covered by Jenny’s love juices; he got hornier and hornier just.