Like the Southern Duchies, it was a place for a man to build something from the wilderness with his bare hands, or else to flee from oppression, or ev...en rightful justice in their old lands.Boyle on the other hand, soon discovered that a certain notorious area of brothels and enterprising young ladies of the street was but a block or so away, inside a warren of alleys and side streets collectively called Grape Lane, but which the locals all referred to by its older and cruder name, 'Gropecunt'. ..she was no doubt sending me signals at this point, and I knew that she found me attractive. As my eyes surveyed every inch of her body from head to toe, I couldn't help but notice the hump she had in her dress on the back side. THAT ASS WAS HUGE, and there was no mistaking it. No sooner then I had that thought, did she turn her back side in my direction. When she did that, as her body came to a halt, her booty jiggled. I instinctively grabbed my dick. She stood there moving her body to. We set the date for August, three years to the day we first met.Although I now had a wife and my own home to care for, I still made every effort to help mom and my sisters out whenever possible. Soon Sharon met someone and they too got married, followed shortly after by Kathy leaving the "nest", leaving mom alone for the first time.Sharon and Kathy were into some sort of exercise class, and somehow persuaded mom to join them. Although mom wasn't on the heavy side in the least, it took just two. A while later I heard a crash and a cry. I rushed off to see Audrey on the floor. “cramp”, she proclaimed, “can you help get me up”? Could I. I am ashamed to say that the sight of Audrey, helpless on the floor, her firm but aged body available just made me want to get down there on top of her and fuck her brains out. But I didn’t.I bent over and told her to clasp her hands around my neck and I’d put my hands behind her and lift her up.Doing so our cheeks were touching and I could feel her.