He tried to pull his cock from my mouth, I guess he wasn't sure if I was ready to swallow, but being the cum whore that I already was, I grabbed his c...ck and feasted on the wonderful cum that he shot down my throat, um, it was yummy. I wanted to make him cum before he fucked me, I had heard that it would make him last longer. I let him catch his breath, and led him into my bedroom. He started french kissing me, then nibbling his way over to my ears, then my neck, and down to my nipples, none. Of course, the fact he had worked at a Michelin starred restaurant in the city was an advantage. But his sister carefully tip-toed around the reason he sought work in the back of beyond.No mention of the heart-breaking change in Mark over the past year. The laughter, the teasing, all gone as his joie de vivre leeched away; his girlfriend blaming him for all manner of things. His sister had watched Mark’s world shrink; his self-esteem eroded by constant comparisons to others, always. Jacqueline had absolutely nothing on what so ever, she was completely naked. There was just enough moonlight shining on her body that I could make out her erect nipples, and the glistening of her pussy. I leant into her, kissing her passionately, and fondling her harden nipples. Jacqueline undid my pants pushed them down as far as she could and started stroking my cock. “I want you inside me now Bob, I want you to fuck me, fuck me hard,” she pleaded. Without wasting any more time, I grabbed. I was 63yrs old then and I had breast cancer. I had long since retired. When it looked as though I wouldn’t live, I tried not to have a pity party, I failed often. I was a fitness nut most of my adult life, I had moved to the back woods with my wife. Yes I was a lesbian then and now. I was raped as a teenager, and the few other experiences with men were just short of disastrous.“I was pretty enough the boys started after me before I was completely through with puberty. A group of three boys.