” “Did you make love with Julian?” “No.” “Why not?” “I don’t love him.” “So the sex was physical.” “Yes.” “You enjoyed i...? The excitement? The sensations? The orgasms?” “Yes.” “So, tell me, if you enjoyed all of that, but you still love me, and I still love you, what’s the difference?” “I don’t know. I just know that … I don’t know. It’s just not right.” “But I told you that it was all right. I wanted you to enjoy it. If it’s all right with me, what is the problem?” “Because it isn’t.” “Are you. Her palms grabbed it and she thrust her rump forward, her eyes glued to the screen as Han Solo started to get ready to slide a hot, thick shaft of glowing light into something soft, moist, and potentially delicious. I mean, have you ever had tauntaun? I haven’t! I grinned, bending over Alex as I reached back with one hand to shove my jeans down.“Can you see fine?”“Oohh yes...” she purred as her sex dripped on the floor. Her fingers hooked and I started to grind my cock along her sex.“What. The.. ”Man, they are sick people. Here I am just barely a teen and having to do things with these old people. But, I did as she said. Got down on my knees and put my head between her legs and kissed her old pussy. It didn’t taste to bad, but I licked up her slit, and said, “Yes, I want to lick you and make you cum in my mouth. Thank you for letting me.”She too slapped my naked ass and I moved to her husband. “Hi, I’m Art and am 62 years old. But, I can still get it up and able to fuck. I like to cum. The freezing temperatures, blowing wind and scenery brought out the hunger that would soon be satisfied. The camaraderie of our group was amazing. We met and chatted with fellow travelers. A few whispered some guesses into our cluster of three, but no one was tacky enough to ask. “Robert is my husband and he brought along Thomas for us to play with all weekend. These two are fucking my brains out. ” I didn’t say it though. I chose hot mulled wine. My guys drank Irish coffee with Connemara,.