She awoke in a great sweat. She hadn't slept at all well. But the message was not getting through to her. She continued to plan her great design for G...aham. After a shower and breakfast, she took stock. She wanted to get him a better physique, a firm little butt, a better piece of equipment. So where could she go to find these and how was she going to do the swap?The best place would be the local gymnasium. So she dressed down and drove downtown. She waited in her car and watched as the many. You could do a lot worse than him.”“I’m not really here to find a man,” Violet said amused by the assumption that she was there to meet Sonny. Her mother’s descriptions of Sonny had intrigued her and she had come out there, in part, to meet the man who had so thoroughly charmed her mother.The woman smiled at the denial. She wasn’t fooled for a minute.Patting Violet on the arm, she said, “Of course you aren’t.”“I’m sure that Vincent is waiting for you over at the diner,” the man said.Violet went. He wasn't a great example of a hot, well-built man, but there was something sensual about him. Mum looked so happy recently and on the second morning in Spain I spied them having sex through an ajar door. She was lost in her passion, groaning with orgasmic pleasure...and I got hot, bothered and wet as I watched, my emotions going into overdrive.One day, we came off the beach early as there seemed to be a threat of a storm. We took some lunch to the apartment and opened a bottle of wine. I was. At this point, he was fully hard, at his full 10 inches, and all lubed up. He knelt by the edge of the bed, and delicately spread my knees apart, his fingers covered in the jelly. Since I gave birth to Hazel, things had been a bit dry in my nether regions, causing both of us considerable discomfort. So when my gyno suggested adding lubricant, we readily accepted, and it has become a central part of our thing. He expertly applied the jelly all around my lips, coating every surface before.