She was not only beautiful, she was a randy, uninhibited and wicked lover. Sunday at brunch we talked about where to go in the afternoon. I had had my...mind set on an opera matinee, and when her first proposal was that we went to an opera matinee, if I in any way could stand opera, I was lost."His face had lost a lot of its gloom while he recounted this first meeting. We took another sip of our beers, and Alfred continued:"Over the next two months my infatuation gradually changed into a deep and. I am buzzed and pretty horny, not a good thing for me. I need you to make love to me because if you don't I will end up in the sack with one of those guys downstairs and I really do not want." Loni started to take off Matt's clothes. "So what do you say, a little quickie to help me out?" See, Loni was easy and most of the men in this organisation knew this, you give her a couple of drinks and you could dump your load in her. She did not need to be drunk. Matt looked at Loni and told her okay,. She lay like that, intending to sleep, but sleep wasn't coming. She was too aware of where his dick was and couldn't believe that she was actively putting herself in this position, but her pussy was so wet and her nipples so tight, she couldn't help herself. She experimented and slipped her hand a little way up the leg of his loose shorts. Every couple of minutes, she'd slip it a little higher until her fingertips were brushing the leg of his underwear. She ran them gently across what was. I think the poison’s done somethin’ to my pecker so I need you to do some o’ your doctorin’ on it!” Granma McCutcheon laid the stirrin’ spoon against the side of the pot and she walked over to me, and she said, “Wendell, you are a special kind of stupid!” I said, “Thanks Granma, but I need help with my pecker, not compliments.” Granma McCutcheon looked down at the front of my jeans, and she shook her head, and she said, “Wendell, ain’t nobody ever learned you about the birds and the bees?” I.