I got her all heated up, my face snuggled into her crotch, my fingers dancing inside her well lubricated cunt. Just shy of an orgasm, I said softly, �...�Would you go to bed with another man, if I knew about it? Condoned it? Arranged it?” “I’ll think about! Now get me off!” she said, grabbing me by the hair and holding me close, grinding her hips into my face, as she came, bathing me in her musky juices. The next morning, over coffee, she asked if I had been serious, or was it the vino talking.. She had high and sharp cheekbones, red lipstick and fingernails painted jet-black. Her cheeks were adorned with rouge. I was bewitched by her eyelashes and the way they fluttered.I nervously stuttered, “y-your eyelashes. I can’t take my eyes off them.”She responded with a very deliberate flutter of her long, arching lashes.“Anyone can get them”, she said. “It’s easier than you think.”“Maybe you can show me sometime”, I said.“Maybe I can show you right now”, she responded.She firmly took my hand. He moans and suggests they are wasting their time but soon his cock begins to rise again. Isobel leans over and sucks his cock and then invites Lisa to do the same. The two women take it in turns to bring Andy back to life. Soon it stands proud and Isobel smiles. “See darling” she says to Andy “all you lovely cock needed was some TLC. With that she straddles him and eased down on his cock. She moans softly and then addresses Lisa. “Honey, why don’t you sit on his face? I know he would like to. Again, it wasnt highly prevalent, but I always seemed to have on pimple or blemish where you didnt want them. Everything had been like that. I wasnt terrible at sports, just subpar, and my dick wasnt tiny, just subpar. I believe I maxed out at just under 6 and a half inches, but it was kinda skinny, and the extra weight I had gained over the last 30 years had mercilessly taken an inch away from my length, though if I pressed my little groin ball of fat, the inch was still there. I could have.