King, you have such beautiful rings!’ ‘Goodness had nothing to do with it, darling.’ ‘Ms. King, you should be ashamed of yourself for stealing...that old Mae West line!’ She laughed and said, ‘I know, Michael, but I just couldn’t resist. Penny walked right into that one.’ She turned to me and said, ‘Honey, goodness had everything to do with this bling.’ ‘Ms. King is one of the finest women you’ll ever meet, Penny Collins-Lynch.’ ‘The Lord has blessed me with many wonderful things, Penny.’ ‘That. She heard his zipper go down, felt the hot flesh of his cock pushing against her ass and probing between her thighs. Suddenly he had stopped playing with her tits and his right arm had gone around her waist and pulled her tight against him while his left hand went to her head and pushed it down. This made her bend at the waist, which made her automatically spread her legs to keep her balance, and in that position Darren's cock had only her panties between him and her pussy. He pushed forward. ”“I don’t have anything to compare by,” she said as she placed both palms on the sides of my shaft. I was leaking fluid in a thin stream, and she rubbed it around the crown with her thumbs.“I’m going to come,” I said breathlessly. Her touch was shooting sparks though my nervous system and my hips began to jerk in time with her movements.“What...”Somewhere in the back of my mind, where there was still some cognitive ability functioning, I reflected that I was acting like a teenager. In my own. All of her now ex-husbands had been boring, straight-laced and mundane without one iota of get up and go between them, to hear her talk even sex had become a chore."Remember when we used to do those stupid little dares. Hell they were more fun than I'm getting now," she continued her rant.We were sitting in the kitchen having a coffee before we went shopping. Helen had called last night to let us know that she'd be picking up the costumes for tomorrow's dare and though I'd given her our sizes.