It would have never happened if he spent more of his time with her instead of his beer bottle. But he never got it.Dad took a stand on this occasion, ...refusing to attend this wedding ceremony for one of mom's cousins. Of course, he knew his in-laws, who barely tolerated him. But he didn't know a single person other than them. His conversation was limited to his experience in the coal mines and his tour in the Army through Europe during WWII. When he got juiced, he recalled every battle that he. She then peeled off his blacksocks and was shocked to see both of his feet clad in black pantyhose, his toenails painted a dark red. Roy kept mumbling and she kept her comments to herself. She looked at his hands and they too were nicely manicured, their elegant nails coated in the same dark red nail polish. 'OK, so he's got a manicure and pedicure?' she thought to her self. This was definitely a strange situation.Unbuckling his slack pants, she slid them off his body to reveal a grayskirt. I slid three fingers into her pussy and put my tongue on high speed over her clit. I felt the tightness around my fingers as her pussy pushed her juice out. Not squirting, but so wet that everything that touched it glistened. My hands, my face. I was eating my cousins pussy and making her cum.She came on my fingers and tongue. She took my hand that was inside her and sucked on them. She said around the fingers "more cock please". I assumed the position again and entered her. She was even. “Baby… Are you absolutely sure you want to do this?” he asked, with a sweet voice, yet a deviant morale in mind. “Hell yeah!” I said with horniness and excitement. He had already stripped his clothes down to naught and there was no one home at the time. My bed was so full of young, innocent sexual memories. It had softened over the years of quiet masturbation both solo and with a few special friends. The walls in my room were not insulated, creating a comfortable heat. The blowing of the fan.