It had been a long time since a woman had cooked me breakfast, and I hadn't even slept with her.Yet.Afterward, we spent a companionable morning in the...potting shed. I ran the gauntlet of raindrops several times to my place for seeds and such and as lunchtime was nearing we were preparing a large flowerpot with topsoil and genuine horse manure from the stable just down the street. Stephanie was struggling to get the top off the large container she had transported it in when she slipped and it. " She barked at me.I scrambled out of the back seat, trying to cover myself with my hands as much as I could. The cop was about half a foot taller than me, curvier than me too. "What's your name?"“Tanya ######." I said. I hope I won't get arrested."Well, Tanya, I might let this slid if you can do something for me." Anything." She slowly went back to her squad can and motioned for her partner to switch off its headlights. This African goddess returned and wow was her hot sexy smile curvy body. Women laughing and drinking and looking at sex toys. Before long I heard her tell them she had another surprise in the den. They walked in and they all couldn't believe it, they told her when she held a party she held a party. She told them to get there favorite toy and feel free to try it out. I could feel hands rubbing my cock and balls and ass. Before long I felt the first dildo rubbing my lips and then another and they just seem to get bigger and farther down my throat. Finally I heard. . .’ ‘So, did you ever marry?’ I queried. He shook his head. ‘No, I never married. It’s just been my books and me all these years.’ ‘You sound a little sad about that,’ I suggested. ‘Y’know, the truth is . . .’ He looked at me. ‘I think I was too scared of sex to get married. You scared the hell out of me with your wicked ways, and I couldn’t handle it.’ ‘Do I still scare you?’ ‘A little,’ he smiled. ‘I guess . . .’ he ventured then. ‘I guess I’m just wondering if there’s such a thing as a.