"Jimmy, once you figure out how to deal with Vegas, there are going to be a lot of young girls from recently broken homes in serious need of futures, ...nd you're going to make sure they have a chance at one." I never realized what a philanthropist I was going to grow up to be. Mom will be so proud. Speaking of Vegas..." She stopped me."No," she said. "No details, not here. We'll talk about that on the other side. Tomorrow maybe, it's getting late, or early — and while you may be able to go. I got to talking with her again, and this time I got her phone number. She looked even hotter than she had the last time. “Nummm” I think to myself. I asked her to go canoeing Saturday afternoon/evening followed by dinner at my favorite pub. She accepted, and seemed enthusiastic about the canoeing. Damn, I had a date! Friday night, I skipped the gym, stopped at a wine specialty shop and bought a bottle of Pinot Noir, then straight home for a shower, shave, and change of clothes, then went on. ” She said.“When?”“I don’t know, tomorrow, next week, some day. It’s too late now. You gotta go.”I helped her get off the table. But as soon as her feet touched the floor I turned her round and entered her pussy with my erect penis. Her slit was wet. She paused for a split second and then tried to set herself free of my embrace.“Let go!”I didn’t seem to hear her, I never stopped fucking her hot wet snatch. I tried not to think about sex to last as long as I could. She didn’t let me try her. ‘Oh, God, Joe, you’re making me crazy!!’ Helen cried. ‘Don’t…don’t ever stop!’ Joe had no intention of stopping. Their first fervid coupling might have taken the edge off his need, but he was still powerfully turned on. Her body was so ravishing, so responsive. Every time he touched her, it thrilled him more. ‘I need you so badly!’ he said, ‘You are exquisite!’ ‘I…I’m glad you think so,’ Helen murmured. ‘Ohhhhh!!! Ohhhhhh!!!’ Moans of delight began coming from her when his fingers, which were.