I assured her that I would.Her husband keeps asking her if she remembers any menwho had fucked her. He kept asking her if sheremembered how it felt to...have other men’s cock in hercumming in her. He even ask her if she remembered ifshe sucked any of their cocks or not.She would tell him that she didn’t know, but then shewould add, that she probably did because she knew thatmost of the other women who were fucking other men,were also sucking a lot of other men’s cocks also.. I want to take your dick, kiss it all around and take it inside my mouth. I want to have sex with you. I want to wake up in the morning and see you in the bed with me, kiss you good morning, and get you up, make breakfast just for two. I'm not sure anything I've written in the past ten years is as hot as that last journal entry. It was written before I had ever been kissed and before I had ever had anything remotely resembling a boyfriend. I had never seen porn, outside of a single still. Hmmm, she could be an interesting neighbor.They were co-drivers of a big rig who were getting tired of the road. They also wanted a warmer climate than the upper Midwest so decided to move to the mid-south. Better weather for biking too.Kathy was a nurse while her husband had construction experience. Both skills were in demand around here. We talked a bit about the possibilities for them since I’d been a resident of the area quite a while. I made some suggestions that they wrote down.A few days. " The words barely out as our lips met again. "I didn't know if you would approve, but I wanted to be sexy for you." She breathed against my lips as I moved her toward the bed. The kiss began to slow a bit and as the backs of her legs encountered the bed, I lowered her to it gently, looking down at her. I smiled and then lowered myself down next to her, kissing her throat in the process, and kissing my way lower and lower. I began again to explore her breasts. First one then the other, watching.