And lastly, this was a one time thing, done only to help Kathryn out. Those were my rules and I was sticking to them.I only hoped that the old bag did...'t babble too much and didn't have that C/T look. You know how a lot of very old ladies wear too much make up and look like a cross between circus clowns and transvestites. God, I hope I wasn't going to have to help her walk, or worse still, help with her walker or her wheel chair.Kathryn's Mother, Mona, whom I'd met many times opened the door. My orgasm was quick and strong. He maintained his erection for quite awhile, fucking me in a number of positions, before finally coming, doggy style. The sex was good, but he had issues and we only dated once more, that time without sex. I still see him at the gym on occasion and we are cordial. I still can't help looking at his bulge. Now I know what's under the spandex.Example 2At a previous job, a co-worker and I dated periodically, usually when we both were between relationships. We were. I bet you are going to be just awesome in the Marathon.” “I’ll be happy if I just finish it. I’m not a youngster anymore. My youngest kids are probably older than you.” “No way! You can’t be a day over thirty-eight, and I’m almost twenty-six. Unless you started having kids awfully young, no way you could have kids older than me.” Rose laughed. “Thanks for that, you’ve made my day. But my oldest is twenty-nine and I have twemty-seven year old twins. And I have two grand kids as well, a five. A typical day for John and me would be for us to get up really early. We'd grab a bite of something that was left over from the night before, then we'd head out for our trap lines. It usually took about two hours to walk the lines, remove and skin anything we'd caught, and reset the traps.When we got back to the cabin, the women would have a nice breakfast waiting for us. We'd eat and then we'd prepare our pelts. Preparing the pelts would take anywhere from a half an hour to two hours depending.