She was divorced some time before she and her son Robert moved to the little midwestern town of Sheridan and the two of them lived on the edge of town... where she pretty much kept to herself, not socializing with the other moms or anyone else, for that matter.Sheridan itself was predominantly a fundamentalist Christian community and local ordinances prohibited liquor stores or the serving of alcohol anywhere within the city limits. Being unmarried and attractive in such a small town goldfish bowl. When he closed the door behind him, she immediately would jump into his arms and offer him her lips and anything else he wanted to remove the stress of being a dangerous scourge of the seas.The villa of Captain Morgan on the island of Tortuga was spacious and well-appointed. She wandered the maze of hallways and sampled the stacks of female gowns and jewels. He came home every night to bed her in many different ways and with deep-felt passion. She was like a butterfly in his spider's trap but. It sent a twang of longing through me. The thick, black hair on his balls reminded me of his fur in his other shape. But I had no time to think. He bent over me, his cock near to my face. Pre-cum glistened on its tip. I could smell it. Lifting my head, I stuck out my tongue, licked the droplets off. It tasted as good as it smelled, and I sighed. How could I have forgotten that I used to love this particular smell and taste? Or had I just buried the memory deep down with the unpleasant ones? He. She placed her hand on my dick and was squeezing in her palm. Her loose hairs spread over my chest and her face too. I raised my hand and arranged her hairs at her side to uncover her beautiful face. She raised her head, turned her face towards me, brushed my lips with hers And planted a passionate kiss. Our mouths opened and we started kissing one another very passionately. Our tongues mingled with one another. We tested each other’s saliva. My hand now was on her boobs, crushing them hard and.