I had already salted my drivewalk, luckily. There would be no need to go outside to shovel snow when Julia got home. She worked very hard at her art g...llery. Long hours, and the pay wasn’t great, but with my income and hers we managed a comfortable living. She would be home soon, then we could open presents. At the other end was a grand pine tree, decorated to the tip with dazzling ornaments and trophies. Candy canes. I never much cared for the red and white wrapped candies, but they were a. With things on the local scene quiet and since the railroad knew perfectly well there'd be no auction near us for a while I got another message from the railroad man who'd been contacting me. Seems his schedule had loosened up a little and he could now see his way clear to a meeting at my home if the offer was still open.I sent a message back telling him he was welcome anytime, but I did mention the time I'd be gone for our drive to Ft Worth and I also let him in on the reason I wouldn't be. I love it when I get to put the entire long strength of my cock in different styles. Even in Doggy, I try variations of the movement and Sharon was ever gamely in her boldness . She took me in corkscrew style (where I make entry in a round screw type motion). She loved it when I pumped her from left side and pumped out frm the right (a repeat action motion which she was really enjoying and moaning about. Then I gave her my “pile driver” position where I held her ass a bit higher and started to. " "Are you positive you're ready for that, Whitney?" "I'm more ready now than ever and I really want to know how it feels. I know you'll take your time and stop if I ask you to. If I'm with a guy my age...well, I'm not so sure." I went into my bedroom, retrieving some lube that my wife and I kept in the bedside table, as well as a medium sized vibrator. Returning to the room I found Whitney laid out parallel to the crackling fire, a pair of large pillows beneath her head as she smiled at me. I.