His news and entertainment needs were met by the Internet, and he could do that with his pants off in the privacy of his own home. He was to report to...the library director when he began the job, and as she opened the door, he saw a woman his own age. She was wearing an emerald green shirt that accentuated the green eyes behind her glasses, and a genuine smile. She wasn’t the old, dried out woman he’d been expecting. Everything about her was soft and round. He could see that she had full, heavy. She has a few but not many wrinkles. So when I first met her I had to discreetly approach her to not look like I was coming on to her. Sure enough, she was a widow whose husband died ten years ago. She said this is the first time she has “socialized” with any group involving men in ten years. Well Susan and I hit it off and we began spending a lot of time together. Still after a month I was not getting laid, not even a blow job. One night I “broached” the subject and Susan bowed her head and. I penetrated her wet pussy going easy just an inch or 2 each stroke for a bit.feeling her use her muscles convincing me to go deeper.me watching my cock sinking into her a little deeper each stroke till I had buried my cock balls deep into her a few full strokes like that and I had to pull out or was going to cum in her. She ask what's wrong again and I replied how I was gonna cum in her if I didn't. She laughs again and says sweetly. Young man that's where your seed is to go into the mouth or. Then I asked her for curd , she brought the curd from the fridge and ask me to step aside and show her how to do It , I obeyed her instruction and stepped aside and asked her to put 2 table spoon of curd into the milk, she obeyed and then we ask me now what , I asked her to reduce the flame of the gas and start stirring the milk, on this she complained that I was not being a good teacher and ask me to come close to her and hold her hand and show her how to stir otherwise the milk may burn.I.