"My name is Claire McBice-" Ohh, I fouled it again. Sorry, Claire, I didn't mean it that way. Smoms," Ingrid pronounced it. "Is a one hundred percent ...onjudgmental organization. We don't care about race, religion, culture, or personal circumstances. We only care about offering what we can as individuals to share our burdens." But you need to know something about me." I said it more critically than I intended."Only if you might be willing to share with us. Even silent, you would be welcome to. Illiana had gone to her grandmother, because she could study there on her own and in silence. And because of this, the urge to go out in the nude had reached a point that I couldn't deny it any longer. Thinking about where I could do it, I thought about some woods that I knew in the vicinity. However, it had to be one where almost no people came. And then it hit me. As a young kid, I had sometimes played in a wooded area not too far away, and in all the time that I and my friends had been. Like I said, that was pretty hot, and you know I love to be hot! But it got me wishing that I could have a regular group of guys that I could fuck who would know who I was. Well, this past weekend, I kind of stumbled into a situation just like that. I was out with Chuck (my husband) on Saturday afternoon, and we were visiting different bars, when we stopped at a bar in a nearby town (a very small town about thirty miles from where we live). It wasn’t very crowded, probably only eight or. One hand on my testicles, the other on my bare dark chocolate-brown ass, this middle-aged vixen sucks my hards-as-a-rock cock into her mouth and savers every drop of pre-cum I might make available. Her teeth, clean and glistening white, graze the head of my penis making me shudder. Inch by inch, I watch my penis disappear into the recesses of Mary's mouth. She'd do wonders at a sausage eating contest. My cranium thuds against the wall as I roll my head and my eyes back. My mouth gapes open and.