I told her the story of how Mrs Jarvis came down the ladder in the wrong position and caught my erect penis bending it in a way it shouldn’t be bent...and her first reaction was to pull away the ice pack and getting on her knees in front of me took a look. My cock was smaller than I had ever seen it and starting to discolour and telling me to lay back in the chair she offered to take a closer look, she reached out and lifted my shrivelled meat up in her hand and immediately saw me grimace which. I was sweating like a pig and my cunt felt as if it had just passed a watermelon. I had to rest my hands on my hips as I caught my breath. "Get bent over the table." The ginger haired man told me as he threw hisvest on the chair and pushed my shoulder towards the breakfast table. I eagerly complied and spread my legs and pushed my cute arse into the air for him. It was only as he pulled my butt cheeks apart that it crossed my mind that he may not be aiming for my number 1 hole! Thankfully he. We had a wonderful time together and Valerie laughed allot. I loved the sound of her laughter. It blended in nicely with the songs of the birds. She told me the spaghetti was delicious. I had to agree with her. How could the dish go wrong with all those wonderfully fresh ingredients? We talked about many subjects but never touched on why we were both alone.Valerie walked over to the swing that someone had hung from an old tree near the house. She looked over her shoulder and asked for a push. I. "Iunderstand it and all, I mean when I was young one of mygirlfriends had a brother that dressed up." She said. "We got so used to seeing him that we didn't pay anyattentiuon to him." She a told me, adding. "But he wasn't myhusband." She shook her head then said that she knew that nomatter what I said I would probably never stop doing it. "And you know that's ok with me, as long as you do it on myterms!" She said in a stern voice. I staired at her in disbeliefwhen I heard her sa it. "If.