I slowly started to lick her lovely pussy.“That feels great Lover,” Mary said as she gently played with her nipples.I continued to eat her pussy f...r felt like hours, (more like 10 minutes).Mary then sat up, pulled me to me feet and gave me a kiss.“Let’s go into the house,” she said and I followed right behind her.I still couldn’t believe what was happening. There I was naked with this older woman. We went into the house and then went straight down stairs to my room.Mary told me to get on my. He he he.Jezzie borrowed her Aunt’s wig, which she had got fromFrederick’s of Hollywood. It was like a Dolly Parton orsomething, with long white-blonde hair in curls.Creampie Sucker told me it was fucking hot, and by theend of the night his makeup was about sweated off, butearly on it looked good. In fact, from the back the dudelooked like the first girl I porked. Ahhhhhh, Becky!He asked me then what I expected him to do at the party,and it was pretty clear he was scared. I told him. Dad, being the sole bread winner, had assumed the duties of the 'man' - his wife, my mother, had given up her life to be the perfect 'woman', wife and mother. I had heard a part of an argument to this effect, when dad walked out on mom less than a year ago.Sure I could afford to have moved her into her own apartment, paid for all her necessities and allowed her a life that may have echoed what she gave up many years before. I gave her the option and you know what? She chose her own place... but. My husband used other "gyms" instead of ours. Sometimes my sons used the fitness machines with me. I did not smoke or drink much and I slept enough, so my body was in good shape. I could deny ten years from my age easily. The problem was the collection of the mate candidates. There were few good mate candidates in the market. Most good husband candidates were attached with girlfriends, mates or wives. To find a good mate was a difficult thing. To find another divorced serial cheater bastard, a.