Joan“OK, hon.” I reached out and took his hand. It was warm and gentle. We walked to the by-the-hour hotel, certainly not glamorous, but that I kn...w was safe. No one cared about ID, but there was a sign-in ritual where most men signed as “John Smith”. Looking over his shoulder, though, I giggled as I saw what he wrote:“Spartacus”.Going onto tiptoe, I kissed the back of his neck. “That signature earned this kiss. But I’m Spartacus, you know.”We went up to the room. There were some interesting. We were so in love and had been hoping todo this for a long time.On Saturday morning we started for Lonavalla, four families in twocars. In first car Mr. Joshi and his wife Madhu were with us and insecond car carried Mr. Ali and his wife Sabina along with Mr. Gargand his wife Priya. They had booked a resort there. We arrived latemorning, and unpacked before making our way down to the bank of thelake. Our chalet was perfect. An enormous picture window looked outonto the lake beyond our patio.. We went home, and she arranged for me the sewing machine and the sari. I bought the tape from the cub board.Son: Mom, I need to take the measurement for the blouse.Mom: She laughed and said, Son, you don’t need it as you can use my old blouse.I was disappointed. But I thought for a moment and said, “Mom, this is a very old blouse. I have seen you in this blouse for a very long time. It will not give the correct measurements. And also, you are attending a function for the first time in the city.. I was completely buried and could hardly feel a thing. Her pussy was as big as a tunnel. She had had five k**s and with age, it was as loose as a goose and wasn't giving me any great pleasure at all. She wrapped her frail little arms around me and started weeping. " I'm sorry. I can feel just how much I have loosened up and neither of us can feel very much. I haven't had sex in almost twenty years. I never knew how big I was down there." No problem Mary. I am going to go to the sex toy store.