"It is so obvious what you need."He stared at her, noticing her tired eyes and the wrinkles around them.Was she right? And if so: could he ever agree ...he was?"How would you know what I need?" he asked.She sighed, looking down. Her fingers picked invisible lint off hisskirt; then smoothed over non-existent creases with her hand. Thetouches irritated him.She rose and sat down in the other chair, draping the gown around herlegs. He was relieved she did."I had a son," she said. "He was very much. Goddess leads you to each group of guests first offering cocktails & then hors d’oeuvres, followed by more cocktails... Every guest grabs, gropes, fondles & comments on you as they take their new drink off your tray & put their empty glasses back on your tray. Guests whisper in your ear that they want you to suck their cock & they want to pump your sexy sissy-ass full of their hot cum, as they fill out auction cards that are also on your tray as Goddess collects their bids throughout the night. Have I ever told you that I'm the world's worst grandfather? Well I am. I have reached the point in my life where peace and quiet is what I crave and I don't even get a smidgen of that when the little bastards are around. The wife (without letting me know in advance) invited everyone down to decorate the house for the holidays. IT HAS BEEN NOTHING BUT SCREAMING NOISE FOR THE LAST TWO HOURS and I finally have locked my self in my den where I can get on the computer.I am two-thirds of the way. She knew exactly what I liked, she fondled my balls with one hand and stroked me with the other. She stripped off her clothes and climbed up my body, positioning my hardness against her wet slit. With a knee on either side of my hips, she lowered her pussy around my cock. I was in my glory. She felt so good wrapped around me. When I was entirely inside her, she leaned forward with her tits pressed against my chest and kissed me hard. Jocelyn moved her hips in a slow rhythm, around and up and.