The women stood in the doorway watching."Where the nearest son live?" I asked."Nex' farm, jus' over the hill," the girl said, pointing. I mounted and ...rode slowly in that direction, trying to assemble my thoughts. My goal was still food for the troops, but now I had a dead man and two tasty women to think about. The women's bodies slowly pushed the other thoughts from my head. The older woman, who might have been thirty, was full-breasted, wide-hipped and long-legged, and I soon longed to plumb. That she would really need to masturbate. That she would excuse herself to the bathroom and remove her panties, put them in her bag and then return to the sofa. I instructed her to then slip her hand under the waistband of her skirt and start to slowly and quietly play with her pussy. I told her that if she was discreet enough I would not even notice, and that the more I didn’t notice the more effort she could put into it. I also told her that the closer she came to cumming the more she would. Har shot ko woh ummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm kar rahi thi. Kareeb 15 mins tak jabardast shot marne ke baad pihir se mere laude ne uski gand mein pichkari ki 5 se 8 second lambe dhar chod di aur uski puri gand ko safed gadhe virya se bhar diya.Phir hum bathroom mein jakar hamara saman saf karke bed par aake let gaye. Aur isi ke sath chudai ka dusra round khatam ho gaya. Phir maine uski jangh par meri jangh rakh di aur. Me...look a touch more defined, stand out alittle more, not just the perfection of first glance but something thatcaught the eye and looked, if anything, just a little more interestingand attractive than perfect would have been. Lithe limbs, fine musclessoftened by curves, looking like they could do anything I could imaginewith a grace I'd never known.Breasts. I didn't know the size, larger than my late wife's, not so bigas some strippers and porn stars I'd seen. Proud, perky. Nipples.