, so, ordinarily, it would have been a no-brainer. However, three months ago, my wife passed, and I was still getting used to living by myself again. ...s I said, I gave it a lot of thought and ultimately concluded that this would probably be the last time I saw many of these people. Hey, we’re not getting any younger! I booked a room at the hotel in town, packed up my tooth brush and headed for my childhood home. The festivities included a football game followed by a dinner dance, complete with. Asserted. “We’ve got to stock up on groceries and I need to stop at the hardware store. You need anything while were there?” “No. I can’t think of anything I need.” I replied. “I’ll probably remember something after you’re long gone though.” I jested. “Well, my cell phone number’s tacked up on the refrigerator if you think of anything.” My grandfather responded with a grin. “Just hope it’s none of those feminine products.” After taking a hot shower and fixing my hair and make-up, I dressed in. Rather than feeling a smooth finger inside her, she would feel different textures from her knuckles. Rotating her hand, she twisted her fingers up inside the unsuspecting woman. Emily gasped, as she felt the erotic invasion of her pussy. Unable to stand any harder, her legs finally buckled, and she felt Carrie ease her to the floor. Carrie was relentless. She worked her fingers in and out of the smooth cavity, feeling the walls pulse and quiver. Emily's was arched up sharply, using her hips. As her knees approached their outer limit I slid my hands down the silky warm columns of her inner thighs.“Good girl,” I congratulated her, forcing myself to look up into her terror stricken blushing face.It was hard to tear my eyes off the parting of her outer lips which were steadily revealing more of her intricately folded labia.“I want you to take some nice deep breaths,” I recommended hoping to promote some degree of relaxation. I was giving myself the same advice.“I’m going to examine.