I know they say ‘til death do us part, ‘ but I’m not dead yet, and he is still the man I married.” Sally picked up the non-existent conversati...nal slack.“But you’ve dated a few men and a couple of women, I’ve heard, since then.” Helena gave a dry chuckle to that.“I was 22 years old when Vincenzo passed, Sally, and he was 79. Do you think a married couple with that much of an age difference never had the ‘this is what I want for you after I’m gone’ conversation? My husband told me that he did. Neither one suspected they were now being watched by a group of half drunk men with increasingly growing sexual desires as they watch the pair splash and jump about. They threw water on each other and wrestled playfully with out a care in the world. Laughing and joking about the whole affair whilst teasing each other about sexual matters in the few men they had known time to time.The men all gathered near each other so that they could speak without being heard or spotted, they conversed to. Suddenly the meat, which was bent and twisted, started to jerk and pulse. She couldn't really see his cock and the fear of him suffocating her made her react. Kerri brought her hands up and she fumbled, as she grabbed the base of his cock and pushed the swollen balls to the side. She gasped many times trying to breathe and tried to retain some control over what Ward did to her.Jolts of energy shot through the monster and she felt Ward jerking his pelvic muscles in an effort to renew his. Robbie got what I wanted, long before I did.But the more I thought, the less it bothered me. I mean, I had fucked Aunt Ellie, hadn't I? When I did that, I didn't consider Robbie's feelings. Mom was a beautiful woman, and as she told me once, she needed excitement sometimes. What she gave Robbie in no way lessened what she had given me. The truth is, pussy is a renewable asset. Giving it to one person does not diminish how much there is left to give to another. I knew she loved me without.