“Oh grandpa, that feels so good…” you said, still stroking my hard cock, but closing your eyes and spreading your legs apart for me. I could fee... that you were very wet, and I pressed the end of my finger inside, splitting your peach open slightly. “Ooooh… grandpa…” you said. I withdrew my finger, and lay on my back, watching your face. I brought the finger to my mouth and spread your essence on my lips. “Grandpa! What are you doing?” you said, shocked. “Shhh… you taste wonderful. Here, kiss me. It surprised him that no one gave him a second look when he entered the lingerie store, though why that should be he didn’t know. Men purchased lingerie and underwear all the time, how should he be any different? He had a quick look around, spotting several nice bras and corsets on the display mannequins. He had a clear idea in his mind of what he wanted, and with some help from the young and pretty store assistant, he found what he was after. He then went upstairs to the shoe store and. "Hmm, someone need some release? Hehehe" Mmmm, yes mistress" I breathed out heavily."Well, as you are looking like a such a sexy girlie I suggest you bend over for your mistress to reward you."Without hesitation I bent over the bed, my ass stuck right up in the air, waiting for her to slip her gorgeous cock inside me. Instead I heard a powerful thwack! as her whip cut through the air onto my pantied bottom."OW!" I screamed."Now now, keep quiet baby, take it like my good girl and you will get. His wife had just died of cancer and he needed a place to get his head back on straight before returning to his synagogue. He did get his head right, but he never left. He fell in love with the area and the people. He started a synagogue locally.He and Father Dolan became fast friends. They would meet for breakfast or lunch at the local diner a couple of times a week. Most of the guys who met there talked politics or sports or hunting or fishing, which ever fit the season. The two religious men.