We guys talked sports a little. Jim's mother and father had met at Auburn and had season tickets. Jim lived in their condo while at school. He grinned... "I have to clean it up when Mom and Dad come for a game or a concert."We laughed and then were called to the table. After Jim's dad prayed, we dug in. The meal was great. Karen said, "Our new kitchen looks like Missus Wells' kitchen but in a different color. I love her appliances. Brad, you are going to get so fat when I cook in my kitchen."I. Using the model as a dolly I hammered a hump of sheet iron filed it to fit the curve of the ramrod pipe and welded the two together. Some judicious file work and I had a Hawken style ramrod pipe.Cheating, I cut a piece from a one and a sixteenth inch hexagon steel bar and turned one end round on the lathe about an inch in length. I used the lathe to thread the plug 3/4-16 I had previously lathe drilled the barrel 11/16ths” and tapped the barrel 3/4-16. I screwed the plug into the the barrel. His gold rimmed glasses and sharp tailored suit were respectable. The Lincoln continental stood waiting in the parking lot; big, powerful, luxurious.I really didn’t think I’d end up in bed with my friend’s granddad; I sure needed to talk though, and a meal was a good idea too.Anyway we drove for a while in the big plush car, out of the grease tinged industrial satellite town into the city, to a fancy restaurant.I felt a little bit weird going in there. It was dark and soft, white tablecloths,. I reached down and pulled her legs closer, so I could push up into her more. She was so tight. And warm. And wet. It was the most amazing thing I had ever felt. There was never really any resistance other than her just being so tight. It was like a soft warm vice around my cock. I could feel her pussy throbbing and trying to grab on and pull me deeper. Again I pushed, and drove up even deeper. It was amazing. She leaned forward and wrapped her arms around my waist, and pulled my body up close.