’ She went into the hospital room, told Dawn where she was going, then headed for the elevator. Ben sat there in the holding room, staring at the pa...e green walls. He’d been there almost ten hours, and was starting to feel as if the world outside that room wasn’t real any more. He heard the key in the door, then it opened and Will and Nancy walked in. Ben looked at the woman who had once been his lover, his heart began to race, and he smiled. Nancy was every bit as lovely as she’d been the last. So she reached back and grabbed my balls. For a woman who supposedly didn't like sex or didn't do it to often she sure knew how to massage balls. While she massaged my balls I reached under her and massaged her clit again. We continued for awhile. Then I decieded to show her the rest of the positions. I had her lay on her side and I got again behind her in the spoon position. Again more tit massageing and clit rubbing. By this time I could feel her panties were really wet and her breathing was. We all went to the bed. I was able to watch Sam and Ross as they were almost sitting on me. I thought that Betty being so old that this was going to suck. We did some fore play but not much as Betty was already primed. I ended up on my back and thought Betty was going to blow me but she mounted me. She had a nice tight pussy and worked it well. Within a minute and a half I was ready to blow my wad but was holding back waiting on Betty. She was building up to a large orgasim which she started a. We went to different colleges, both in Atlanta. After graduation, I married and stayed in Atlanta. Angel married and moved to Los Angeles, that same city where Dad had stored up the sperm that had made us in the first place. As fate would have it, both of us are now divorced. In each case it was a blessing. We spoke often, saw each other occasionally. Angel told me that she dated pretty regularly, got laid often enough. That was not surprising; she was always slightly more popular than me. Not.