One swift plunge, and it was buried in her steaming cunt. Xxx Her kids were back from their Dad’s, so she couldn’t come over, but wanted to. Karen, having regained some strength, laid on her side, getting involved wherever she could, massaging my chest, rubbing my balls, or slapping Katlin’s ass…whatever. She was wearing hip hugger blue jeans and bra-less, with a light pink cashmere sweater, that didn’t hide her nipples at all. “What a way to die” I thought. The sweater came almost to the top of her jeans, but not quite. I kept the conversation mostly about Kaitlin and her life in New Mexico. I worked on another story, and got it almost finished, but wasn’t satisfied with it and deleted it. But anyway, off we went to the airport. In unison, they looked at each other and grinned.
