I handed them to her and she smiled at my choice , nylon she said. Yeah it's because, I started to say but was cut short, yeah I know they don't draw ...he cum out of my pussy like cotton does. Well yeah I said , that and I like the way they look on your ass. I got a little kiss for that comment. Now go get that CB if you want me to lock you in it. I said I have it right here. I picked it up from beside my recliner. I dropped my pants and underwear, My wife yook one look at my soft little dick. She came back with every thing i needed and sat in her chair again and i could see her nipples which made my erection worst so i tried sitting in a position were you couldn't see it but my gran could and i could see her smiling and she said " could you come over here please" so i did what she asked and stood in front of her, after i couple of minutes of me standing there i could see she was inspecting me then she asked me "Thomas have you ever been with an older woman" i shook my head and she. I identified with a gorgeous orange float peopled by medical types, knowing that orange is the colour of healing. For the first time that evening I found my voice calling out my support and getting a cheery wave back from a beautiful blond woman dressed in what I presumed she thought of as orange scrubs, but more resembled the scanty attempt at a nurse’s uniform you would get from a risqué store, not a hospital.Ribbons of green twirled in front of a float advocating climate change action. And. ” Like I was to blame. I’d told her to let him come over last night.“He feels better now, right?”“Oh, yeah, he’s heartened.”“Why does he call me Culburn?”“Does it bother you? I could make him stop.”“No, no, don’t mention it to him. I was just wondering.”“Cully, he’s trying to be respectful and kind. He wants to be accepted. He needs us, both of us. He’s made his cry for help, and we’ve answered that call. Now we have to see it on thru, both of us.”She looked right into my eyes:“You’re okay,.