She was just so open. She couldn't have judged them ifshe tried.She was in heaven. So much pleasure. Every night, a new game, adifferent man. She doub...ed she would've had this much fun if she'd beendelivered to Gulliver-9 on schedule.But there was the advice. She sometimes told them things, things sheshouldn't have known. She didn't know how she knew such things. She gavethem insights into each other, showed them how to get along with eachother.Her men fell into two cliques. Marsham and his. It’s almost like he calls to me, you know?”June slid her hand easily between Henry’s taut abdomen and the fabric of his shorts, finally reaching out and touching the object of her search.“Ohhhhhhh, now I’ve got you, poopsie,” June cooed huskily and seductively, forcing her big boobs still harder against his stomach as she gave her grandson intense eye contact, her little hand closing firmly around his oversized shaft, feeling the slightly veiny surface of the massive member that she loved so. On our third night out cruisingwe met Martin a quite young man about twenty five yearsold and really handsome. He talked to my wife, andreassure, we arranged to meet him the following Friday.I could not wait to meet up with Martin, I wanted apiece of him too. That week went by slowly.Friday came; my wife was dressed up, she would not dresslike a tart as I wanted her to do, but she was smart asif going for a job.We got into the car and off we went to the meetingplace. Martin was waiting for us.. I have for years, but I don’t think you really love me, and that’s okay. We have felt this way for a long time, and I’ve gotten used to it. But I love you too much to let you fall into the trap of confusing lust with love. Wait until sometime when we see each other first thing in the morning, to decide that you love me. Right after we have had sex is not the time to decide these things.” “Shut up and kiss me, Lainie.” They rolled over on their sides, facing each other, and their lips met..