My ex-wife started it. As it grew, I became involved in the business end, then gradually became very involved in the fashion side and customer servic....About 25 years ago, my at-that-time wife decided she wanted more excitement in her life, including a more exciting partner. She divorced me and moved to New York City. (I'm not going to tell you where I live, but, suffice to say, it's pretty boring out here, at least for most people.) Since I enjoyed running the store, she sold her half of it. She turned him around towards the mirror and told him to brush his hair. Frankie looked at himself. While the makeup covered discoloration and thebruises from the surgical procedure, he had to admit that he didn't looktoo bad. He turned sideways and liked his new profile. His neck lookedlong and smooth and his nose was starting to look pretty. He smiled."Earth to Frankie, Earth to Frankie. Come in." Helen was making fun ofhim, mesmerized staring at himself. "Let's go, pal. You have. It's a tightfit but I apply steady pressure. My Slayer is stoppedbriefly by her hymen but I burst through with no realeffort.She screams, yells, and sobs all at once. She beats herlittle fists on the ice, on my arms and chest with her,but it makes no difference.Her tight pussy actually causes me a little pain. ButI ignore all of this and keep on humping. I move mylips to her chest and suck on her tiny nipples. Theygrow hard quickly as my lips, teeth, and tongue go towork.I'm now in a rhythm,. At last I reached the treasure I was teasing and searching for. I began at the very bottom and let my tongue glide up that delicious moist pairing of lips right along the seam where they separate. Darting and flicking from side to side and delving slightly into the parted folds. Tasting my way to the top. My nose bumping into and rubbing against her swollen clit. The magic button. I slid first one then a second finger into Barb’s dripping hot rabbit hole, her vaginal walls gripping my fingers.