“Nancy we have a guest” he said as we walked into the kitchenMrs. Cook turned away from the cook stove and looked at me with a confused look on he... face before saying“Hello, my names Nancy and I’m pleased to meet you”“Thank you Mrs. Cook, my names Robert” I said Mrs. Cook looked at Mr. Cook with questions in her eyes trying to figure out why I was there most likely.“I was trying to catch a ride to Summersville and Mr. Cook was nice enough to give me a lift. He then offered me a chance to get. Beads of sweat ran down my chest beneath my shirt, and her tits were covered in her sweat and the wetness of my eager mouth. Suddenly she pulled her fingers out of her pussy and gave me a taste. It was the sweetest womanly nectar I’ve ever experienced. I cleaned the pussy juice off her fingers, sucking, licking, and slurping noisily. I let go of her body and she instinctively reached up to caress her own breasts. She began squirming as her pussy ached for more attention. She was eagerly. I'm not much of a pool player, but I enjoy it sometimes. After thinking about it that afternoon, I decided to stop in a couple of days later.Unbeknownst to me, Frank had reported back to the other guys. They'd been watching me, and sent Frank out for a run to meet up. When I did drop in, we hit it off pretty well. They were all recent retirees; one (Bill) was married and a former insurance agent. Tom was a programmer, divorced, and Frank had been a manufacturing manager, also a widower. . ?”I replied with a big laugh, “ You are a real bitch, what little guilt are you talking about”She laughed her loud bitchy laugh. I added, “But sure, it’s better to keep it that way and I hope you keep anything I tell you between us as well.”“If I don’t intend to do so, I wouldn’t tell you everything in the morning,” she replied in assuring voice, then added, “Omg I was so scared you might get upset or react in different way, but you proved what you said about yourself.”I asked her, “What did I.