"I felt good about being this young woman's source of lubrication, in the big sense. I mean, who wouldn't. "So what can I do for you now?" I said, fee...ing tons of humility."I want you to take me under your wing. I want you to teach me things. All kinds of things. You asked me what I fantasize about. I fantasize about men, about women, about anal, about total lack of inhibition, like Gabby." I'll think on it. It's a very inviting offer. I'm thinking of lots of things." She reached under the. "Thanks for the info."The weekend went like the others: working on repairing the house and then picking paint out. Josh was excited about making the house his and replacing broken and outdated doors. Driving into the local stores had a sense of time travel to him too. The local stores had what he needed although they had a small selection to choose from. Most of the materials he was getting was either ordered online, or he had to travel to get. The paint he wanted to use, the local store had in. She could feel the tension building to an explosive release. I pushed my head back into the pillow and arched my back, lifting my cincher covered midsection off the bed. “Ohh fuuuuck! Oh fuck me you slut!!!! I’m cumming!!!” I cried like a used whore. She slowed her pace in my ass and clenched her jaw down on my cock. The pressure was intense and I felt her stopping my cum from shooting. Then I felt her completely remove her mouth from my cock and looked up in time to see my cum firing high. The doctors were distressed. Carolyn Maxwell was in a near-panic, although she usually hid it well behind a cheerful façade.Things weren't so good for Carolyn, either. The couple's sex life had slowly declined into near nothingness. It had been almost two weeks since Ray had shown any interest in sex whatsoever.Carolyn was too concerned about Ray's condition to initiate any sexual contact herself. And while she hadn't expressed it in so many words, when the couple did have sex, it was no longer.