When the Public Affairs shop said they were looking for volunteers to speak they were so overwhelmed that they had to turn people away so I feel lucky...I got picked.The PA shop sent out a 5 page speech for us to use today but I found it overly formal and impersonal. They wanted me to emphasize the Air Force's role in current war-fighting which I don't find relevant to Memorial Day. I don't think their speech adequately expressed how I feel about this holiday. When I talked to Mr. Cheatley I. With our ‘private time’.The next night we got to be alone again. We got naked with a low light, while she told of her and her daughters latest encounter. This time we had taken us to the next step. We had whispered about doing ‘a little more’ between us. Our trembling hands ventured out to our desires.I had my hand resting on her pubic hair and she had hers on mine. We very slowly started fingered each other as she told her story. Our fingers trembled with the new pleasure. My heart was beating. Again I knew she still had something to say so I just kept up the chatter with the kids waiting for her to figure out what was bothering her. We finished the meal, and I left a good tip and paid with my credit card. We went out to the unit and all climbed in. We hit the road with the kids' chatter in my ears from the back.I knew Jimmy was of age but he was a kid to an old man like me, and he seemed like he was being one when he was with my granddaughter. She seemed like she had found a kindred. Next thing I’m aware of is a pressure against my asshole as something big is trying to go in. I want to struggle but they prior fucks has taken my resistance from me. In I feel it go, crying out in pain in my mind as he didn’t use any lubricant before going in.“Oh fuck her ass is so tight guys!” Cause it’s never had anything bigger than my fingertip and toilet paper in it before. For fifteen minutes he assails my ass with his thrusting before finally using tem to collect his latest load of.