“Well what do you think” V asked as she watched me rub my cock slowly, “well all I can say is I envy your hubby being able to fuck you when you ...eel like it. V laughed and told me she had not had sex for years, her hubby’s cock could never please her, and he was to quick Cumming, “well you won’t have that problem with me” V smiled “well I was hoping you would say that” as she got on the bed and laid on her back, “I have a confession V” “oh what’s that then” was her reply “I have always dreamt. During this time Peter found out the difference between beingalone and loneliness and that helped him get a new bedrock for his life.Loneliness was easier to handle than being alone at first. The feelingof loneliness focus on others instead of himself. When Peter thoughtabout himself, he did not like the person he has become. Peter thoughthe was a wise man but now knew he made the decision of a fool.Before he had the stroke the bed stricken man had so much pride. Peterturned his back on his old. I feel his hands reach under my skirt and pleasure washes over me as he grabs my ass and grinds me into his cock. I shamelessly beg him for it, but he only teases with the flicks of his tongue against my pebbled nipples as his hands rub and knead my cheeks. His hips gyrate into mine and only after what seems to be an eternity does his fingers move to my hips to pull on the ties of my bikini, tugging the fabric from my body and letting it fall to the ground. The friction of his jeans against my. When I wear a pretty and slip and feel it against my skin, why it just makes me feel pretty and feel good as well. You've seen my slip, you know why a woman wears them, etc., would you care to see how it feels?" "Huh? What?, Um, I don't . . ." She scooted her chair around the corner of the table, spread her legs so the slip was taut against her legs and offered it for my touch. I wanted to, but, sat there mutely just staring at it. "Go on, dear, I know you want to," she said, and gently grabbed.