"You want me to put some lubricant on your penis?" "That's right," said Charley. His wife rolled over and took the tube and some of the grease from i.... "Go on," he said, "and lubricate my big boner, baby. Make it nice and soft and slippery." She spread her fingers out and wrapped them around his big meat. She stroked the grease into the ridges of his hefty cock. She kneaded the flesh of his boner until the whole thing shined. "That's the way, Susan," he said. "Get it nice and ready." Soon she. Her husband is a good friend of his. Someone he trusts. Someone who trust him. He cares for the both of them. But he's found himself staring at her more and more often in the last months. And he knows what he's planning is wrong. But he doesn't care. If he ever truly did.He's away on business this weekend. He knows that. And she stayed home alone in that big, empty house, on the cliffs by the sea. He knocks, feeling the rain against his back, hearing the waves crash.The light goes on.She stands. “Like what you see?” I ask.“Looks like you have a nice package there,” she says.“Not bad for a senior citizen, and it still works,” I reply, which elicits a big smile from her.“Wanna see?” I ask.“Yes, but we better move off the trail into the woods out of sight,” she says.“Follow me,” I respond.Once out of sight of the walking trail and paths through the disc golf course, I stop, turn around, and expose my hard cock for her viewing pleasure. She gasps and says, “Wow you do have a nice cock. It. Still kinda groggy—it was just a lazy fuckin day. Went up to the kitchen to start the chile I promised my lil b r o. All my homies loved my chile, but I didn't call anyone tonight. Decided to keep it quite, just me and b r o.We woofed down the chile and dogs like we hadn't eaten in a week. Headed back down to the basement to find a movie, and just chill. I paused at the bottom stair, and waited. Finally lil b r o got it, and asked permission to enter. I grinned to myself and told him he could.