I told her I'd call the woman. I phoned the widow. She told me her husband had passed away over a year ago and she hadn't had sex since. "I'm horny an... want a man inside of me. I need to be fucked!" she told me. I was shocked how she just got right to the point. It turned me on. Then she told me she was on a fixed income and could not afford me. I was so turned on by that time, there was no way I wasn't going to visit her. I told her I'd be at her place after I showered, about midnight. I. "look at me" she said. "not here".. She circled a finger between her legs "but here" ..circling it between her eyes"i have no compunction in saying that I want to fuck you. Right now at this minute, again after an hour, whole night, and right until the day i could. I always have and always will. I also dont have any guilt in saying that i fucking hate my husband and i dont ever let him touch me with his stinking paws. But if you dont fuck me i will have to find some other unknown guy who may. She licked along his shaft and ‘mmmm’ as she tasted his pre-cum. Then her lips started to engulf the head of his cock and rested just beneath the ridge. He told her to put one hand on his balls and gently feel his testicles inside and stroke the base of his cock with the other as she sucked on the tip. Like the good little granddaughter she was, Amanda complied. Scott thought he died and went to heaven as her lips worked the head of his cock, one of her hands gently kneaded his balls, tracing. Agnes must have sensed my terror."Don't worry, young man. We have crossdressers come in here now and thenand I knew you were a crossdresser before your girlfriend told me."We followed Agnes deeper into the women's section before she stopped andturned to us."So you like the business woman look, correct?" Yes," I said."And you want him to show off his legs?" Yes," Jena replied."Do you want just outerwear or to dress him from the inside out?" Inside out."Agnes smiled, "Something sexy underneath?".