She was not half bad looking. A petite Five foot tall, small pointy tits, cute beaver, cute ass, flat tummy. For a woman in her early sixties she was ...n good shape. I was surprised she was standing there naked in front of me. My cock was now at full hard on. "Well, do you think you can take that with out splitting in two?" John asked. "Well I have never seen one that big, I don't think it will fit." Lauren replied. "Well try it, I want to see you try it, I dare you." John said. "Are you serious. Joyce and I both wear glasses. She switches off between contacts and the horn-rimmed. Me I stay with the old fashioned wire rimmed, and forget it, no bifocals, not yet anyway.Now, how did I find out, who the cad was, how it took shape, and what have I done about it?Like I intimated earlier Joyce loves our church. She loves to sing, and that’s meant regular choir practices, usually Wednesday nights, and maybe a half hour before church on Sunday mornings. Figure four or five cover dishes, and. “Yes, sir, please, I love your rewards,” I moaned, grinding my naked ass back against him. He stood up and lifted me onto the bed, instructing me to get onto my hands and knees and hold still there. He went to the dresser and came back with my restraints. He first brushed my hair back once more, fastening a collar tightly around my neck. Next, he cuffed both my wrists together behind my back and attached them to the collar from the back of my neck. I then felt cool metal and realized he was. "Kiss me." He said, his voice hoarse and commanding.She kissed his lips and chin, her little pink tongue darting out to lick her own juices off of his face. He kissed her hard and grabbed her by her curly hair and forced her to look him in the eyes. "This is going to hurt a lot. Are you sure you want this?"Josephine nodded and kissed him hard and nibbled his bottom lip. "Of course, as I said, the man I was saving myself for was you."Lucas spread her thighs with his knees and pushed her head to.