I got into his house and he handed me a towel and a dressing gown and told me to change in his bedroom, when I came out and went into his living room ...he asked me to sit down, he asked my name and why I was in the rain for so long which I explained. we were watching football on the telly when his doorbell went and a big stout man about Patrick's age ( 68-72) walked in and kissed Patrick on the lips. "oh Alan this is Paul he's my special friend, I was shocked and now feeling a little a worried. She's what my zayde calls "Prost" as in plain. Now look at your mom, she's 42 and looks like a supermodel." "I'm not gonna bang my Mom so just drop it!" I said. "Ok fine!" he said and dropped the subject. "Now where do we start?" I asked. "We go to the beginning, the watch's origin." he said. "How old is it exactly." he asked. "All my Mom said is that Grandpa Brandon had it with him on Normandy in 1944. But it has the family crest carved in it so it could be older." "Is that was that is, I. I felt her warm breasts, red with the manhandling, rubbing on my chest and I told her,” I want to make money out of you”. She said, ” What?! You must hate me for saying something like that.”I said, What you did was wrong anyway. So you like being a filthy slut, why not I make some money out of it? You get your pussy satisfied and I earn a bit of cash. She moaned, ” mmmm you will prostitute me out like that baby?”. I said, Are you anything less you hoe? She sat on my dick completely and started. Then I moved to down, she was wearing track pant, I removed the lace of the pant and slowly by kissing her waist and thighs I removed her pant, by this time she removed my jeans, my dick saluted her as I was not wearing any underwear, she took it in her hand and complimented me and kissed it but refrained from doing blowjob as she was uncomfortable with it, so I didn’t force her.I was completely naked but she was in her bikini, I struggled to remove her bra at once, but she guided me and I.