”I was a bit dubious that we could make the song work, but we gave it a go, and it didn’t sound too bad. It still have that country two-step rhyth... to it, but with a bit of work, and rearranging the backing, it would be another good one to add to our list. With the three cover songs, plus the new ones that Phil and Paul had written, and some others written by George and Harry, we had a list of fifteen potential tracks.Other things were happening in the country; the big news in early February. The description was so romantic and erotic that he almost felt her tongue in his mouth. He closed his eyes and imagined her hands in his hair and her lips moving softly against his. Would she whisper his name as she gave herself to him? ‘Yes.’ He answered audibly, his hand rubbing his denim-clad cock. He found himself wanting to hear her voice, wanting to know that her cries were his and his alone. He eased his zipper down and pushed his hand inside, finding his hard prick and giving it long,. She quit licking my earlobe and began to moan softly into it instead. My penis gave a twitch in response to the growing excitement I felt. Jenny took hold of it and began to slide her fist in a painfully slow motion. I both wished to have speed it up and have her continue to tease me.I chose to let her tease, but I teased her back. I slowed my strokes to match hers. I touched her clitoris just as she reached my head. I reached the taint just as the bottom of her fist made contact with my. “I know other women like her. I was like that too before my husband died. Well, not so much bi as bi-curious. I never did anything about it until some time after Phil’s death. Maybe if he’d lived I never would have – I had a lovely sex life with him. I don’t know…” “I’m sorry you lost your husband,” she murmured. “But I’m so glad you wanted me.” She turned towards me and kissed me softly. “And now,” I said, “what was that you said about your fancying me being thanks to your mum?” “Ah, yes..