A few minutes later, the old man stood proudly and offered the flowers to his wife. As he stood there in front of her, he visualized her the way she l...oked that Valentine's Day church dance where they met over sixty years ago. His mind's eye saw the beauty that had made him tongue tied to the point he almost didn't ask her for a dance.They danced most of the evening together and made arrangements for him to visit her at her home the next evening after supper. Some would say they had a whirl. His hands went to her hair and he had to restrain himself from pushing her head hard down upon his aching cock.'Sweet Jesus!' A silent voice echoed in his head. 'I don't know what's come over her, but I'm loving it!'Reveling in the total control that she now possessed, Leigh smiled with her eyes as she looked up at him, her eyes two dreamy almonds. She knew he liked what he felt for his cock continued to twitch beneath the feather soft touch of her fingers. She closed her eyes as her lips. I screwed up my courage and walked over the leaf-strewn grass, silently sitting near him on the wall. Minutes passed without a word, as we watched everyone else walk away from the grave. Even when the last car had sped off down the dirt road, our quiet meditation continued, until finally he turned his head toward mine, and said, "I probably shouldn't have come here today, but I just couldn't stay away. Beth had a powerful and exciting influence on my life, and in my way, I loved her very. "May I see it more closely"? I say."Come here".They both as if hypnotized by the scene before them ,come closer slowly.The saleswoman is leaning against the counter , just watching. I watch her breathing increase and her face blush,as I stroke the length in my hand, checking each lash. I look over to her quickly and her eyes lower again. I hear her soft moan as her need increases. Both women have moved so they are beside me by the counter, I watch as one of the woman tentively reaches out to.