. Aur boli neeche kitna gila, aap yahan let jao we will manage keval ek raat kee baat hai…Main Chetna ke bagal main so gaya khatia main jagah kitni ...oti hai… Aap samajh saktein hain hamara shareer ek dusre se ragad raha tha.. Behad thand ho rahi thee aur jawan laundia aap ke bagal main ho aapki kya halat hogi agar wo laundia aapki behan ho just imagin.., Letne se Chetna ke shareer se bori hut gayi aur meri taulia khul gayi aur hum dono ke shareer nange ho gaye… Us ka nanga shareer mere shareer. Never in my wildest imaginings did I ever think it would actually happen, especially at my age.I'm a white male, pushing 82 years of age now. I'm single. Well, actually I'm a widower, having lost my wife of nearly 60 years, fours ago. We'd been quite happy during all that time together. We seemed to have it all, except for children. I've never been able to father any, having had an accident when I was in my early teens, thus rendering my reproductive capabilities moot.Without kids though, I was. I am a 32H. I hate the bloody things and should I win that lotto they will be gone. I am 5’5’’ and manufactured blond hair. Even at my age I do get the looks from men but I know it is just my chest.Back to my story, I found myself getting quite angry that Alan had been on those dogging sites and in the end talked myself into finding out what went on first hand. I am not proud to say that I drove my car while probably over the limit and I went to a spot not too far from my home which according. I didn’t get to see her all weekend. I know I was blushing really hard, I could feel every part of her when she gave me that hug and it made me kinda embarrassed, but then she let go and gave me some cookies and we talked about what she did before she moved. She was a doctor in California, it made me wonder why she moved all the way to the other side of the US, she said she needed some rest away from the city, and she has family here. She says she has a son about my age, but she doesn’t get to.