So a few months after my wife died I decided to stop grieving and to start living, I know my dear departed wife would want me to do that. I started at...ending my local Anglo Indian social club and inquired whether there were openings for an experienced player.A little about me now, I am 65 years of age, a good height of nearly 6 feet tall, a well-proportioned body with a hint of a tummy. I go to fitness and exercise most days, I have a light tan skin coloring and a hairy body, my cock is normal. During dinner we flirted with each other, paying a number of compliments to one another. After a lovely dinner and settling the bill it was 9pm and we decided to take a slow walk around the mall. We chatted as we walked and I sure took a few good looks her her ass in those tight jeans. The mall was rather quiet already being late and specially considering we were away from the restaurant areas. I took onto Krystal's hand as we walked and spun her around. She had a very pretty smile and could. Julie, why don't you show James your assets?'Julie, without a hesitation at all pulled up her top and bared her breasts. Then, as I stood there a bit shocked, she pulled up her mini-skirt to show me her bald and nice looking pussy. I could see moisture on the lips of her slit.Shelly tensed up in my arm as Julie showed her body to us. Sam grinned as he noticed Shelly's tension.'What's the matter Shelly? You can be a slut for me and fuck many strangers but you can't stand for hubby to even look. He didn’t have to manufacture his anger or hate, as it was founded in not only rejected love, but betrayal.As for Alex, well, she was still rather scared and even a bit remorseful in her own way, but most of all, she was hooked on grudge fucking. Every angry thrust of Dario’s dick, every yank of her dyed red hair, every vicious comment about her made her damper by the second, as she took in every inch of his cock. She pushed back at him hungrily, desperately, craving more of his dick inside.