Ray retrieved his clothes from the spare bedroom, got dressed and went downstairs. We had a long kiss goodbye before I opened the door and he went out...into the darkness of the night.Gary, bless him, had fallen asleep when I returned to bed. Maybe it had all been too much for him. As for me, I just couldn’t believe it. There I was, a grandmother in my sixties, and I was getting more sex than I had ever had in my entire life.*And the thing was, I was really enjoying it all. I was learning new. "David dashed away grabbing two of the gathering crowd to help him.Sally lay where she was in deep shock. Nick managed to get to his hands and knees and then sit back on his ankles. He pulled a clean handkerchief from the breast pocket of his suit jacket, shook it out and held it to Sally's nose."Blow!" he ordered.She did nothing."Blow!" He shouted at her.She started and did as she was told."Again, Sally, and harder," Nick said sharply.She obeyed.Nick gave her the handkerchief and rather more. "George, I really wasn't..." She stopped mid-sentence, and just shook her head again.He nodded before he continued, "The idea was that Betsy and I would get married ASAP, before she was showing, and we would stay married long enough to give the baby a name, and a father."If anyone cared, they would count up the time between when we were married and when the baby came along, and they would wink and think to themselves, 'those two got a little jump on the baby making'. But no one would think that. Still it is unchanged, accepting. Inside I am crying, though I cannot show you. My desires are unspeakable. You are curious you want to know how I taste. If I could speak, I would tell you that I ‘want’ to know how it feels to be licked. Your tongue is tentative at first, then you realise that you really like this! you find another way into me. Your mouth is around my smooth hairless pussy, your tongue darting in and out, touching softly, my inner walls. You groan enough for both of us. You.