Wilson replied with a hearty grin and a laugh that had always sent chills up and down her spine. He rose from his desk and walked towards her. He was ...all, probably 6'2" or so, with a skinny but toned frame. His short, messy brown hair and slight scruff went perfectly with his nicely tanned complexion, and was complimented brilliantly with his vibrant blue eyes and straight, white smile. He was wearing Crystal's favorite outfit of his: a white, faintly grey striped button up shirt that defined. ’ ‘But they aren’t in the minority.’ ‘They used to be, but they all got rounded up. Hell most were already in jail for one thing or another, the companies just grabbed up the rest.’ ‘And the welfarers?’ ‘Work camps, teach them some values.’ ‘And this line… sex wasn’t always a line to a motel room and the next woman available?’ ‘No, no. Men and women, hell men and men, women and women, they lived together, or just got together and had sex… no son, they actually made love. Some got married, all. She'd had sex before, so she told me not to worry about hurting her. I positioned my cock right at the entrance, and I was about to thrust it inside of her, when I remembered I didn't have a condom."Jessica, I need a rubber!" I said."Don't worry, I'm on the pill. Everything is okay." She assured me.The head of my dick still sat in the front of her pussy, slowly sinking in like it was quick sand. Then, without thinking about it, I shoved my cock as deep into her as I could. Her warm cunt juices. The frail, wrinkled, grey haired woman grabbed the front of my pants, wrapping thin, but strong fingers around my stiffy. “C’mon, Don, let me give a good man one last blow job. Hell, I’d like to feel this one inside my old pussy, it feels like a good fat one. Long cocks never did impress me, I like to feel one push the sides out. Tell you what, son, let’s go to my bed, you fuck me, just one time, and I’ll suck your dick, better than you’ve ever had it before.” As I was trying to decide what.