Alone I live in my big house shack. Never noticed the shades of my streets, that's a fact. An old lady "A" sees me mowing my lawn. She knocks at my do...r one day cuz her husband is dead & gone. As a king & queen once together, I don't know whether. His wife he had until once after casual dinner. A life he took, a gun to the head, he is dead. & to his wife, he's a sinner. He haunts the place & she ignores. It's the floors, she may have kept them clean. Not a life coach she is. She has become. She rubbed her crotch up against my leg. It felt nice. She was hot and I could feel the moisture coming through her panties. My cock came to immediate attention, pushing against her.“You still have to wear a rubber. I’m not ready yet. We still have three weeks to go before our get together with Debbie and Cherie.”“Yes, I know. How do you feel if I were to ask you to go first? You understand what that means don’t you?”“We have been apart for a while and I’m feeling very horny. Are you sure that. He hadn't look into it for over an hour, he thought."It was 5:45 by the time Peter had secured his three wheel scooter. To his surprise Trish showed up with boxes of take out. He had been standing by the front door for about ten minutes thinking he would be running out to the street to jump in her car. She ambushed him from the rear instead."I thought it might be more fun to see your apartment," she said not acting one bit different from her office persona. Cold and unemotional."Good, come on. Both her arms were tired, but Cindy increased her speed.To Mr. Chaney's credit, the old man never missed a step as he enjoyed the secret attention his cock was getting while still carrying on with his meeting. Oh he stuttered a few times and let out a couple of quiet moans but never let on that he was getting the hand job of his life.Cindy watched fascinated as the eye seemed to open and then his entire cock leaped out of her hand as it started to shot it's cum. The hot seed splattered on her.