. not dressed like that,” he added in a whisper, as he grabbed my hand and set out for some stairs visible between two of the stores.“Hurry up!”...he said in an insistent voice, but I was looking around at the shops or businesses and not following him as I had released his hand.“What’s wrong, Bob?” I asked, not understanding his hurry. He scooted back and grabbed my hand again, tugging it so I would follow him.“You can’t be seen here. You’re a female. There hasn’t been a female here in forever!”. Kind of like ripping a band aid off really fast. Get the pain over with. You nod in agreement and put it all in. Damn, I was so wrong about the band aid theory. Apparently, it only applies to band aids. It felt like my tight, little, hole was being torn apart. I could feel my inner walls stretching to accomodate your size. Could feel your cock straining to go deeper and deeper, until it hit my cervical wall. Damn I felt like was a virgin. I was actually getting stomach cramps. You begin to. Well, this was a perfect scenario for both Jaq and for me. We both smiled and told Jenny how wonderful she was. Jaq was the first to suck the seven-inch cock, and she went for it big time. Jenny was soon moaning her approval. As Jaq was sucking cock and licking balls, I fed my eight-inch stiff cock into Jenn's mouth. I did not want to cum too soon, so I switched my attention to Jaq's wet swollen pussy, I had never seen her so wet.I licked and sucked Jaq's pussy until she was begging to be. But, eventually, as is true of so much in life, I eventually grew accustomed (if that's the right word for it) to being a widow. In the years to come I was busy with the raising of my daughter, and the demands that this naturally put upon me, and I tried really hard to be the best father I could be for her. I'd like to think I didn't do too bad at it.But even in the midst of all that, I was lonely. I didn't date very much. Partly out of a lingering loyalty to my deceased wife, and also partly.