”She smiled and said, “Good, at least someone likes my body. I guess my husband has gotten too used to it. Like they say…for every beautiful wom...n…there is some guy that is tired of fucking her.”All I could say was, “Never!”She said, “Oh, aren’t you sweet. Grandma he is a keeper.”Then she leaned across the picnic table, held onto both of my cheeks, and kissed me right on the lips.She said, “My name is Danielle. Glad to meet you. Come watch me play again next Saturday. I like having dirty old me. " But he can be entered?" Very definitely. The vagina we have created can accomdate at the veryleast the whole head and a part of the shaft, this will be effectivelyinside his body in the channel created between the stitched skin of whatwas his sack and the perenium via the membrane. He will be able to feelbeing both opened and entered." The head will be completely inside you say? The business end at least." Ha, as you, say 'the business end.' And certainly as the membrane isboth frictionless. ’ He reached into his pink coat and brought out a little spiral pad. He leafed through the pages. ‘Here we are. Lacy Ferraro. 29 years old. Dental hygienist. No boyfriend, lives alone. Poor self-image.’ He looked at her over the rims of his glasses. ‘That’s you, right? A little bit of a chicken yourself, wouldn’t you say?’ ‘Well, yes, that’s me, but…’ She tried to peek over the pad. ‘I don’t know about that chicken part. Who told you that?’ He smiled smugly and put the pad away in his breast. This was a much older man that I’ve known for many years. We are more friends than lovers. We had sex twice and it was quite gentle and loving. Nothing like the lusty encounters you and I have had so far. Now that you have refilled your rod, I want you to make me feel good too. Let me show you some things I like.”“Damn, she’s good,” I was soon thinking. “I feel better inside and out.” The positions and moves she showed me took my mind to just what I was experiencing with her, the way it ought.