I felt a bit sorry for him, but I didn’t want to fuck him. We’d barely exchanged a word, he was just some old guy who’d somehow landed on my sof...-bed.I went down and put on some music, just loud enough to cover any sound that might come from Ruth’s room. I looked down at Jim. He looked back.“Um, listen.” He said, “This is all a bit quick for me, you know. I haven’t dated since before I married.”“Wait, you’re married?” I asked.“Widower.” He clarified sadly, “My wife passed a few years ago. I. I began to bring the subject up during sex. I actually began encouraging her to think about having another man. She had been telling me about this one guy at the Asian market, a black guy named De Leon, who kept hitting on her every time he saw her. I kept giving Sherlyn hints that she should be nice to De Leon, even go out with him. Then I'd cum and put it out of my head - until I got horny again.I guess I shouldn't have been surprised when Sherlyn told me that she had accepted De Leon's. But now she looked at the girl and, sure enough, there was a big phallic lump in her dress, as well."How can such things be?" Homer wondered.Thelma thought about it. "She must have a dildo stuck up her cunt." Ah!" Homer said, pleased at being enlightened."Funny she needs a dildo, though, when her boyfriend has such a nice-looking bone on," Thelma added."Maybe she's a virgin or something," suggested Homer.That seemed possible.If so, her boyfriend must be frustrated. Thelma began to get. Enjoying the thought that they were savouring a final glimpse of her hungry cunt on the day of their execution.Slowly, she ran her middle finger vertically over her warm slit. 'The hangman's wife is having an exclusive party at her house tonight... ' With her middle finger, she rubbed her pulsing clit in small circling motions... 'and you fine men ... are most welcome'.The men watched in disbelief as her moist labias began to twitch with the early onset of orgasm. With suddenness she cut her.