I plopped down and centered on what was going on onscreen. Wes started jacking off while watching, which wasn’t uncommon so it didn’t bother me m...uch. I think I was comfortable enough to jack off myself although at that time I was doing it inside my pants but as I recall I was frustrated at not being able to get off. Anyway, the movie was good. When Wes got up to piss, I’ll admit to watching him walk over to the bathroom with his erection bobbing up and down. It was probably small by normal. A little at first then more and more, deeper and deeper into my little virgin pussy, my wetness making it easy to slip one finger, then two inside me. Using two fingers he began to finger fuck my pussy, slow at first, then faster, using the thumb of his other hand to massage my clit. I couldn’t see what he was doing to me, but whatever it was I was beginning to relax and enjoy it a little. All I could feel were his fingers slipping easily in and out of the entrance to my vagina causing a warmth. ”“Daddy!”“Of course, it’s so old and dirty and the shells are so old that it probably would have jammed or blown up in my face. Not exactly the way I intended for it to work. But your young friend from next door came to talk to me. I decided there was more whiskey under the bar than I could drink and it wasn’t helping me forget. So I quit drinking and put the old pistol back in my footlocker.”“I won’t ... I didn’t ... I’m alive,” Joanne sputtered. Having Ford say his life depended on her living. She tried to talk but her voice was caught in her throat, so she just sat there and rode it out. When she stopped cumming she pushed my head away from her pussy and pushed me on my back.“Looks like your friend could use a little help,” she said as she stroked my cock.She looked me in the eyes as she sucked my limp cock in her mouth. It was so hot and wet I could feel myself getting hard already. Her technique was a little different than Rita’s, instead of sucking all the way up and down like.