“Wanna go for a ride?” I suggested. He had received the Navy Cross for his exploits and they don’t take medals away if the circumstances don’t...fit the reports.“Got your card?”“Always,” he took out his wallet ... sure enough ... current license.“Hilda?” I shouted out the side sliding window.“What?”“Get these folks moved back. J.J. and I are taking a hop.”I had him do the check list ... I read, he did. “Wow ... thirty seven years.” He didn’t miss a thing. He even vetted the fuel truck... “Yeah. As I mentioned above, my wife sees this doctor as well, and the doctor knew that she has had a lack of sexual desire for many years. She asked me if I had any sexual concerns, and part of me wanted to tell her that I had been in dry dock so long that she was the first woman to express any interest in even talking about sexual activity with me in over a year. I knew that she knew this, however, and simply commented that everything seemed to work properly when called upon to do so. As we talked,. It was wonderful. Then my husband watched our son as he fucked my hot wet pussy and ate me and fucked me and ate me even more. It was spectacular. Later when our son had left, it was even wilder as my husband fucked me with our son's cum just fresh in my pussy.I wanted to talk to John more tonight about Doug and me. That was what I needed to do. Talk to someone about it. I couldn't get enough of reliving it. John was so cute over it, he really does love to see me get fucked. So far he has. I always waited until someone commented on mine before cleaning it up. That’s how much I hated cleaning. ‘Jessie, your room is so beautiful. How do you keep it this clean? You must spend hours on it a week.’ ‘On the contrary, I don’t spend any time at all cleaning it.’ Jessica smirked, but I couldn’t figure out why. I just dropped it, kicked off my shoes, and continued to admire the beauty of the room. ‘So, Abby, what do you plan on doing this summer?’ asked Jessica. ‘I am going to sit by the.