She took my face in her hands and kissed me slowly, licking my tongue and pushing her upper body against mine. We kissed for several minutes, her bra-...overed breasts pushing up against my naked ones. Her hands reached around me and she traced a fingernail lightly down my spine, making me shudder with desire. I could feel the soft lace of her bra against my bare skin and I reached around to unfasten the hooks. As I slid the straps down her arms I heard the now so familiar click of a camera. ' Sandra commenced walking,arm threaded through Jon's arm, towards the doors. A man, agedfifty or so, held the door open for the two of them, giving Jona smile. 'You see that?' gasped Jon. 'An admirer,' grinned Sandra. 'Maybe he'd like a date. Or is hetoo old for you?' 'For fuck's sake Sandra, this isn't a game!' 'No, but it should be fun.' She sighed. 'We agreed beingconvincing is what will make the difference, okay? Then we canbe together.' 'Sandra, look I rea -' Jon stopped, his face. Karen Connors realized that she only had one person to celebrate the holiday with, her mother-in-law, Edith. Her own mother lived in retirement community in Florida. Her arthritis made coming up north very difficult in the winter. She only visited in the summer. Karen was used to a large group for the annual feast; now it was just two.It suddenly occurred to her that many people were in the same boat as her. They had no one to celebrate with. Karen walked down her street, just the block both. Grabbing Mark's hand without any resistance he paced it on his right thigh but Mark could immediately feel the long thick shaft of Quinton's throbbing cock. "Oh my God!" Mark said outload involuntarily as his hand instinctively squeezed Quinton's thick shaft revealing that it rivaled the toys back in Mark's garage that he loved so much. But Mark didn't pull his hand away, he simply ran it up and down Quinton's cock marveling at its suggested length and thickness. "H-h-h-how big is it?" Mark.