She stands 54 with strawberry blond hair. I am 31 and in decent shape. Im 57 and could use a few muscles. We were high school sweethearts and she prac...ically grew up with me and my friends. Eddie, one of our friends, has always wanted Heather. I fell that there has always been an unspoken attraction between them. We have been working on heating up our sex lives and as a result, kinky fantasies have crept their way into our lovemaking. We fantasize about her being taken by another man as I watch. I just wish your Mom...' 'Me too. Wearing her gown almost makes up for her being gone... No, that's not right. Nothing can make up for that, but I feel connected to her. Make sense?' 'As much as you want. So, the gown fits?' 'Oh, yes! Aunt Myra did a great job with the alterations. Not that it needed much. I'm only an inch-and-a-half taller than Mom and about two inches bigger everywhere else except my waist. We're both twenty-four inches there.' 'Well, you can thank your Great-Grandmother. I was so terryfied what she was going to do to me as i was asking for help shouting.She comes back removes my clothes by force all of them.She gets near me looking me in the eyes with her hair falling over me and kiss my lips and bite them , as she got between my legs opened them and holding my tied hands so i wont move. and than i felt a huge strapon getting throw my ass and starting fucking me so hard. -shshshsh, honey my sweetie sshhshshsh , i told u to lick that pussy now i will make u my. I look forward to that time when I, a 95-year-old man, find myself slapping my liver-spotted bag of bones against any set of thighs still capable for opening to me. If I’m going out, I’m going out having screwed as hard and often as the proposed deity gave me dexterity to do so. Go baby, go! But I digress, we were talking about literary greats and what they were doing while composing their masterpieces. Whenever I read ‘Kubla Khan,’ or ‘The Charge of the Light Brigade’ I find myself imagining.