After he had complied, she slipped out of the clean white garment let it fall with a soft rustle upon the carpeted floor beside the bed. She was now s...tting before him in her bra and panties, and her self-consciousness melted away before his obvious appreciation of her charms. They had known that this night would be magical, but were still overwhelmed by what they were feeling together as they embraced, rolling back on the bed and pressing their lips together, kissing with a passion that made. That would explain the lack of cooperation.The point was: nobody was satisfied with how events played out.Only the quick action of three brave Coalition officers backed by a ragtag team of militiamen and Altan soldiers saved the day. This was the story Axel told the officers and others who witnessed the fight to peddle. If asked about the green light, they would lie and say it was a blessing from the gods.The irony of a man with the title of Faithless being credited with a blessing wasn’t lost. She kissed him quickly then skipped up the driveway to the kitchen door.As he drove home he slowed down a little so that he could undo his jeans and pull out his pecker. He was still hard and he didn't want to get blue balls. He crouched down slightly watching for traffic carefully and pulled his pud all the way home. He kept it hard, just edging as he rolled down the empty, moonlit gravel roads.He groaned as he approached his house, pulled into the driveway, and finished the job. His prick. I have also been told over the years that I am an expert cunalinquist by most of the women I have slept with. But it is the side benefits other than the sex you get from screwing Grannies that I had no idea about. The gifts of silk shirts, dress slacks, Gucci shoes. The exclusive use of my Granny Joan’s second car, a brand new Ford Mustang tops the list. This along with my “escorting” my Grannies on trips to Vegas, Cruises, and the three trips to Hawaii are just made for a single divorced guy.