I can turn my information over to my superiors ... or you can accompany me to the armory and fill my shopping list."She passed him a rather comprehens...ve single sheet. The list was formed with words and letters cut from the Sunday edition of the 2010 New York Times ... something no one would have access to ... for a few years.He filled her list. She actually paid him ... with gold.Her new watch mostly worked like the old watch ... mostly. It still kept the fuel tanks full ... that was a plus.. After relaxing on top of me and allowing me time to adjust, he asked, “Was that as bad as my wife always made it out to be?”“No,” I lied, before adding, “But then I suppose a pussy is a lot more sensitive than an arse.”“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” he answered with a laugh.After a brief pause, he said, “Well now that I’m in the saddle, I suppose we should break into a gentle canter.”As his hips began to stir he ran his hands up my arms before interlocking our fingers. The sensuality of his huge. At twenty-two sex has become boring! That right, now all it is Mike crawls into bed, rubs my pussy a bit then roll on top and just put it in. He pumps a few times then rolls off and goes to sleep.Wham-bam-thank-you-mam, that's it. No spark! No feeling! No nothing, except laying there in a wet spot trying to go to sleep.Is this it, I thought? Had we become our parents? "Quiet, George the kids may hear. Not tonight, I have a headache."At twenty-two did I have forty or fifty more years of this? As. "This got the reaction I was hoping for the smile turned into a grimace, good I don't like to be played. As I stood up to go, Lana spoke for the first time, "Sir Timmings if you leave now neither mother nor I will be able to enjoy this feast." Lana demurely flashed me a smile, son of a bitch! They were both in on it! Then I saw Gregor also smiling out of the corner of my eye.Turning to Gregor I sighed, "Et tu Gregor?" Gregor quickly dropped the smile and stared at me like he was innocent..