God, I loved this girl - I would have carried her bagto Everest and back, for just one of those smiles. Of course, beingjust 14 against her 16 years a...d this being the early 60s - well, Icould never reveal my undying admiration for Geraldine The Goddess.All I could do was blush and stammer, "Glad to have you staying withus, Geraldine." as I bolted out of her bedroom.My sister Wendy stayed with her for about half an hour while theychatted about whatever - I just kept out of the way, doing some. Right now, I just liked him so much, I just wanted to get a smoochy with him. I restrained myself in the Doggie Diner."Michael, do you want to come see my new apartment and listen to some new music I got?"I didn't have to make my sexual invitation any more explicit than that. First I wanted to kiss. Then other stuff. On the way over to my place, I began to roll some other thoughts around in my mind. This process, I don't know what the word is for it, is sometimes a real delight for me,. I always say, go make your plans and then come and get me, Surprise me. I do not want to know what you are going to do or where you are going to take me. This in itself always allows my imagination, coupled with my fantasys to start going crazy with anticipation. It is kind of like the pages of a book that has all my fantasys, being flipped through at rather fast pace. He asked me not long ago several questions, (1) How many times over the course of our marriage (40) yrs have I been taken out. His tempo increased now, hoping to make her last confession more difficult, but in fact hed made it easier. Number three: Mmm, goddamit! she had to stop to enjoy the full force of his cock inside her. AhhhAHHH, oh fucking jesus Christ! I love nasty talk while fucking, and I cant keep myself from fucking swearing!! Then she just let herself go. So FUCK my tight fucking pussy with that goddamn beautiful cock of yours, SIR! She couldnt help it, she finally brought her arms forward and reached.