”“It will be.”“I’ll always remember that.”“Of course you will. Like I’ll always remember you with your beautiful face between my thigh..., buried in my cunt while you suck me to heaven. It’s so beautiful. Never marry a woman who won’t return the favor, promise me, and promise me you’ll always suck her off.”“I promise,” I smiled.She kissed my neck. “Good.”A minute later she said, “You know we’ll still be friends. You have to meet me every month for coffee. Tell me how you’re doing. Just talk with. Its starting to get dark. I got out and walked towards your house. I just figured I would get one more view of you before I leave for good. I walked up to the side of the house, trying to find which window your room was. All I could see is your kitchen, it looked like you and your mom had been talking. Your mom was gorgeous too, but nothing like you, your pure innocent self. You still had the leggings on and the bulge was coming back. You left the room, and after a few minutes, I saw a light on. Since our last meet I've been jacking off thinking about her quite a bit, probably more than I should let on. I'm sure it's not the norm for most men to want to fuck old ladies, but for me it just turns me on. I love looking at older women wondering if they'd be down to fuck a younger guy. In my life time I've slept with four women in there 60's. You have to put in the groundwork, it's not a few messages saying wanna fuck and boom your in. Usually takes me a week or two of emails texts before. I could hear Gregory's voice as he was doing something to myhead."Ok, it looks perfect, attach the hair and we can move on thefinal production."I could feel the slight prick of something poking the skin. Ithurt. I didn't know that this body could feel pain. There wereother senses there too besides touch. I already knew I couldfeel the cold table beneath me and heat above me from what musthave been the lights, or was this just some phantom sensation.I could feel darkness and I wanted to open my.