Upon returning, I intentionally sat next to him in the booth. I rested my hand on the inside of his thigh - and slid it up toward his cock. He tensed ...et again. I leaned over, again, and said "Stop me if this is not what you wish!" He exhaled deeply, like a long sigh, and simply smiled. I called for the check, and we left the restaurant. I asked him if he would like a ride to his dorm. He nodded, and said, "My dorm mate is gone for the weekend." I smiled again, leaned over to him, and stroked. So, I asked her. "Are you?"I wasn't sure how she was going to answer. One would expect a widow with no other man in her life to respond simply "No" and that would be the end of it. Dad had been gone about 5 years and she hadn't pursued another relationship. But her answer made me almost choke on my tea."No. I'm 64 years old and I've never had an orgasm." She didn't flinch, she didn't twist or turn. She just said it matter-of-factly. As though we were talkingabout the price of wheat in. I was curious what he was up to until he said,"I want to eat your pussy."He pulled my ass cheeks apart again and this time he stuck his tongue out and ran it up my welcoming hole. The sensation ran through my whole body and my legs started to shake as he continued to run his tongue up and down my ready boi pussy. I convulsed as I tried to hold my balance he could tell that he had me. My own cock was as big as it had ever been shooting a line of precum all the way down to the tiled floor. When. .. God she was beautiful. No matter how many drugs she did, he still was in love with her. And he knew her, better than almost anyone. Except for her junior posse, who did all the same things she did, and for the same reasons. He knew her better than anyone in his group. He knew about her parents' problems, her older sister's substance abuse problem, and how her paternal grandmother had died in the Holocaust, leaving a hating the world, Nazis, and life grandfather behind. Her maternal.