Cleo probed ever deeper, asking, “What sorts of women do you like? Are you going to get married? How many children would you like to have? What do y...u think about older women? I was still sufficiently in command of my senses to skate carefully round the latter question. I had been initiated into the joys of sex by a woman twice my age, and I still paid her regular visits. It was a very delicate matter because the lady concerned was a frustrated vicar’s wife. Calling at the vicarage one day with. I started to pulse down below as i had a jook at the vibrators and dildos, i felt so naughty. Ive always wanted to try one but never had the courage, i thought to myself fuck it im a big girl and curling wand wasnt doing the trick so i grabbed a Rabbit, a tube of lube and a set of batteries then headed toward the counter. I was so embarrassed i hid them under the set i was buying. The girl at the counter served me as normal as if it was no big deal, i honestly couldnt believe how normal it felt. .. he's very immature and very hard to deal with. Some days he is a silly, sweet little ten-year-old boy. Other days, when he's in a paranoid stage, he's your worst nightmare. My daughter couldn't handle him; he's been bigger and stronger than she is since he was eleven and we went through the hell of having him confined to a treatment center." Carl stirred a mug of coffee that didn't need stirring. His face was moody."We hope they can work with Zane and get him able to deal with his demons so. We got outside and told Ben to hop in his car and follow us home. The whole ride home my wife was sucking on my neck as I slipped my fingers up her skirt and fingered her dripping wet pussy. We eagerly pulled into the drive way and hopped out of the car. Ben pulled in right behind us and followed us towards the house. My wife shook her as from side to side as she walked up the front steps. As she fumbled with her keys she accidentally dropped them. She hiked her skirt up a little and bent over.