But two failed marriages and a series of unfulfilling relationships had left her feeling like a failure. The self-confidence she once radiated was rep...aced with self-doubt.At fifty, time had been extremely kind to her. But she didn't recognize this. When she looked in the mirror she saw the changes that age brought as a depressing loss of youth. Where she had once used make up to accentuate her looks, she now used it to enhance them. Even her hair style had bangs to hide any wrinkles in her. "My room was much like I remembered it. A floor-to-ceiling window, big pine dresser, and a double bed. I put my suit- cases up on the bed and we took clothing out and put it in the dresser and closet. As I turned away from the closet, I noticed Beth putting my Jockey shorts in the drawer. She was gently rubbing them, right across the front opening. Beth saw me looking and a light blush flowed across her face. "Boy, your clothes sure got wrinkled in the suitcase, didn't they," she said with an. I slid my fingers lower so that my middle finger had gone just beyond my balls to my taint. I could see Kate's eyes were now transfixed on what my left hand was doing. When my finger slide further down and down to my asshole, it was Kate who groaned out loud. Emboldened by her groans I continued stroking my cock while rubbing the outside of me asshole. Kate's head was off the pillow her eyes turning from the mirror to me, trying to figure out what was the best view. She laid her head back,. My hands started to tire. He’s got some stamina, crossed my mind, and I had to alternate between hands. My palm rode gallantly up and down the shaft and to give the hands a rest in between, I slid my thumbs around the crown of his hood.“If you cum for me right now, I guarantee it won’t be the last time,” I whispered sensually into his ear.With that last sentence, the battle was won. He fired off like a cannon, blasting his liquid away from us in a celebratory fashion. It rained down upon the.