My love life had only consisted of a couple a turns with Pauline French after my senior year of high school. I think she took pity on me. We hung toge...her for almost two months before she moved on to greener pastures. Since then, us computer nerds hung out and told stories about what great lovers we were – and what we would do to that pretty girl in class, if we ever had the chance.When I met Mary my life changed. I sat next to her in the English class and fell into her eyes, those deep hazel. She told me she saw Auntie strip off her swimsuit as she was just about to come back to watch telly but had stopped at the door and watched as Auntie got naked and then cleaned my cock with the towel. I told her I couldn’t help what happened and that I didn’t know why it happened, she asked if that was the first time I had spurted sperm and was Auntie the first naked woman I had seen. As her voice was soft and understanding I told her it was and that I thought I had peed myself except it was. Nobody would match up and as for..." 'Course nobody'll match up but you'll find someone who means a lot to you in different ways and she'll fill the gap. 'Cos there is a gap. I can see the difference from when your wife was alive and 'ow you are now." Well, there's bound to be a difference when you've lost someone you love deeply and who is part of you." Part of you? Part of you? You two were like bloody vines an' I envy you. I could ask either of you a question, unless it was something. A little further out the two finger tips searched for your special spot, the place you like the most. You were ready for this and took my firm forearm to guide me. The other hand had not let up on your clitty which was getting bigger and therefore much easier to pleasure. Your hips opened further and after a little more searching I got closer to your spot, which I judged by the warm wet flesh inside and your groans and sighs, which I was watching intently and enjoying immensely. Then I found.