We had an excellent meal and went back to the hotel. We got in bed and took our time making love. As far as I was concerned, I was making love to he.... I realize I love her very much. Unfortunately, I’m older than her father. Heck I’m old enough to be her grandfather. As much as I would like to profess my love to her, I can’t do it. As much as I hate to admit it, we’re temporary. Hopefully it’s several years of temporary, but it can’t last. I’m just too fucking old for her. I had to. Until now. I mean, really, if others can do it why not I? If other people can write stories about living out every line of some sixties song, and someone else can fantasize about making love to 'Little Wing' while Jimmy Hendrix plays on, why can't I? Really...so, I started to fantasize. I mean, it is no secret guys think about sex, so it is not so unlikely I can come up with a fantasy. I thought about it long and hard. What scenario would I like to live out? Hmmm..... I thought.... There were a. All of the neighbors were friends of my Nanny, old women and men, who remembered the Great Depression and leaner times. There were no children to play with, except for the grand-daughters of the couple across the street. But the Church girls were snobbish. They reminded me of Nellie Olsen from the Little House on the Prairie television show. Eventually, a family with four sons moved into a rental house when the original owner died or moved away. But they were boys and more suited to play with. ..' He looked at me like a hurt puppy. His huge cock head was still lodged in my ass and throbbed like a massive pump. I looked up and gasping between throbs 'Joel, remember what I told you, take your time don't rush, you can hurt me very badly if you don't be careful!!!' Joel smiled at me and whispered 'I don't want to hurt you, I'll take my time.' I loosened the grip that I had on his dick and my hand brushed my butt I could not believe how huge Joel was till I felt his rigid dick in y.