Are you related to him?" Lynne blushed bright red."No, Lynne, the Gunny is my boyfriend, the man I love." Lenore waited for Lynne's response, but Lynn... had a dreamy look in her eye. "DiPietro," Lenore called, softly, drawing the younger girl's attention. "You have a goal in mind. Graduation."Lynne looked around the room at Kate, Deb, Lenore, and the Gunny. "Um, I don't suppose there's any use in hiding this, is there?" At the collective headshakes 'no', Lynne sighed. "I never knew ... but. We began kissing and touching each other softly, and my French Mistress smiled as I went back to working on her breasts, taking each of her small breasts in my hand, one after the other, and licking, kissing and sucking gently on the small, pale brown nipples. Again, Wendy opened her legs wide and invited me to slip inside her. I kept touching and teasing her until I was ready before carefully climbing on top of her and kissing her on the lips as I carefully pushed my throbbing cock inside her. Her children, though all successful and married, had no children of their own, so Marla couldn't even experience the joys of grandmotherhood.Though she didn't enjoy men hitting on her in her youth, she missed the occasional leers men had given her. Not for nearly twenty years had a young man given her so much as a second glance. She felt old beyond her years, worn out, and tired.After getting home and eating a quick supper, she had a long, hot, relaxing bath and went to sleep about 8PM, her. You lay me down on my back and pull off my skirt leaving me completely naked before you. You smirk as you tug off your shirt and undo your pants. You discard them over the side of the bed and turn your attention to me, I love the look in your eyes, the wonder the desire. "So beautiful" i hear u say softly and it sends a wave of pleasure coursing through me. Your hands run along my body as you take in every curve with your eyes as your fingers trace down my skin. I close my eyes loving the feel.