It was there at the dinner table that I proposed to her. She said yes and we wanted to set a special day for the wedding. A date we could remember and...celebrate. Christmas was too soon and too hectic. New Years was more of a party day then a romance for lovers. So we chose Valentine’s Day. February 14. It was a day for lovers and one that we decided to always celebrate together. That was fifty-eight years ago. Our life together was wonderful. We had five children, seventeen grandchildren and. It just wasn’t me. I wanted more from girls – I wanted a relationship. I had a thing with a girl at the end of High School, but we went separate ways to different Universities.“First year at university I was single, though I dated a few girls but nothing serious, then in second year I met Julie. She was a first year, and we were in the same Hall of Residence and shared a kitchen with six others. We just got chatting as we cooked or washed up. Then we started cooking together. Then we simply met. . later than evening, as I was pretending to sleep (I was wide awake and paranoid) she came in, scooped up her belongings and left. Another solo backpacking trip, this time, in the Netherlands and Germany, I also, more than once indulged myself in some naughty behavior. I was staying in a five room dorm in Amsterdam and when checking in, I saw I was sharing my mixed dorm with a sorority on a trip. Holy shit. I introduced myself, and after a little bit, they decided to go out and do a red light. She begs. His shaft heated up as he whispered out…Jessica, baby here it comes… he said as she licked his tip until she felt it first come out. She pushed her chest into his cock and let all of his load splash all over her beautiful full chest. She sat up after sucking the rest out and spread her legs over her his cock and settled down on his hard shaft. Grinding against him. Sliding against him as he laid there as she took it how she wanted. She slide against his hard cock against her wet puss.