He buried himself balls-deep inside me. His hands moved from their grip on either side of my hips and I felt a new sensation. His fingers lingered eit...er side of my sacral dimples, his thumbs making small circles in them.“I just love your cute dimples, Jay. So sexy,” he said breathlessly.I felt his hands move; then jolted, as I felt a probing digit. I was unsure if it was his finger or his thumb. Whichever it was; I jerked again, as I felt him press firmly against my rosebud. I had an. Larry is same age as Capt. Andy, tall, well kept , clean and meticulous in appearance. The one thing is that he is pretty ugly, just unfortunate looking. We shook hands and he hung on a little longer than normal, I got his hint. Larry's wife dropped by, kissing Capt. Andy on the cheek and warmly shaking my hand. After a chat Capt. Andy and Larry's wife left, Larry showed me around. He had quite a few business interests in Savannah but this was his favorite. A warm, very nice local hang-out, he. “I judge left and right from the beds,” I explained.“So do I,” She shook her head.“Then maybe our rooms are mirrored,” I shrugged, “There’s some machine that pulls the bottom out and replaces it with refills every night.”“Oh my God! They do refill!” She rubbed her hand on the neck as she thought, “And it sounds like it echoes down the wall a few times before I black out. I could probably fit in there too.”“I fit in there with Pat,” I replied, thinking the ka-chunks of the machine seemed to come. They seemed like nice people but I'm not sure if they really cared for me. We never got close; they seemed to be standoffish.I was used to being on my own so the adjustment to being married and the give and take was a little hard for me at first. I loved June and thought it was worth the effort. We bought a condo and set up housekeeping. June wanted some new furniture while I liked my old comfy couch and chair. We compromised and I set up the basement as a recreation room where I kept my.