There is no doubt that they were there for the money. I never actually paid them, but some very nice presents came their way. Once in a while money wa... given for clothes, trinkets and shopping. These ladies were all 25 to 35 years old and they were not in love with this old man. Let me be clear about this; I DON'T CARE, I DON'T CARE, I DON'T CARE. After the shit with my ex-wife, I wasn't up for love anyway. I just know I would rather play with my toys in the company of hot, sexy, and available. I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I had done something wrong, and wondering if the tears were from the pain of her lost maidenhood or from fear of me, but that hesitation disappeared as she reached out a hand, laid it on my hip, and encouraged me to continue while she moaned in pain and lust."I need to be a woman, before, before"She hesitated, unsure of what to say."You will find out later" she gasped "but thank you"With this encouragement, I did my best to make her the woman she wanted to. He would never ask directly for a blowjob, but as we were sitting on the couch, drinking our beers, he would take his cock out and start playing. That was my invitation to lean over and start giving Carl oral. On a Wednesday afternoon, my cell phone rang; the caller ID showed it was Carl. When I knew it was Carl, I had expectation about meeting him for oral fun. This time he called, he did not invite me over for a beer, instead Carl said, "My girlfriend likes to watch two men go at it and she. He even curtsied like a lady after the play was over and the curtains closed. Paul and his mother talked about how the play went during the drive home and as they pulled into the driveway, Paul dug his keys from his purse. It was strange not to be able to drive himself anymore or have his car keys on the same key chain as his house key. Mom let Paul out in the driveway before pulling into the garage and Paul unlocked the door to see his cat jump down from the coffee table and rub against his.