We stipulated that the play partner had to be older, and had to be bisexual.The man who answered told us that he was 72 years old, nicely hung (6.5" a...d cut), and a shooter of big, wet loads. My wife thought that sounded perfect, and we invited him over.He was nearly half an hour late, which was a serious strike against him. He also attempted to blame it on our "sorry-assed directions," which is no way to make friends with me, either.With my wife leading the way, the three of us went into the. Dad was left at the door looking rather amused at Jessica's expression.He whispered to Jessica, "She's on a warpath. My suggestion is to stay away from the kitchen." But I can cook just fine," she retorted."I'm well aware of that. So is my wife." he said. "Jessica, like it or not, she is a little threatened by you." What for?" Stealing her little boy away from her," he said with a grin. Then went on, "It doesn't make any difference that he's not 'little' anymore. It's what most mothers go. He was huge and athletic shaped, handsome and had a sensual nice smile. His dark skin was really amazing.I felt aroused when Carl John shook his hand into mine.Victor then excused himself because he was very busy and I came back home, where I touched myself in the shower, thinking about that black man I had met…I had forgotten him a week later, but then I got a Facebook request from him. I told Victor about it, but he said to go ahead and friend him back. As the weeks went by, Carl John and I. “Some girl said it today at school. What does it mean?”“Oh.. well sweetie I'll tell you when you're a bit older, okay?”Grace had been intrigued now. What secrets was her mother hiding from her?“Come on mommy please tell me!”“Alright alright. But don't say this to any of the girls in your grade. Their parents have to have this discussion for themselves.” She had sat Grace on her knee.“A virgin is someone who has not had sexual intercourse.”“What's that?” Grace had interrupted. “I was getting to.