Sorry, I’m just so angry. He was only 42. I was shocked when I saw Allan’s son at the funeral service. I haven’t seen the boy for at least 4...years. He’s 16 now and is a ringer for his dad. Is it me, or are kids maturing much more quickly these days? I must be getting old. Even policemen look far too young. Paul and I didn’t attend the wake. I couldn’t bear seeing anymore of Allan’s mousy, stupid little wife or hear her irritating Home Counties English accent. More to the point, I. "I power down for an hour or so to let my circuits cool. Otherwise I'm always turned on," she said."That sounds a little risqué," I suggested. "Try to avoid saying 'turned on' around men. If not you will have them all hot and bothered." Ah, I see what you mean. I know that the turned on means two differen things. It just never occurred to me that anyone would take it out of context." Lucy said."Honey, men are always taking things out of context. It's probably the one thing they are good at,. "No problem."About fifty kisses, hugs and good-byes later, the girls were sitting on some of their baggage in the back seat and we were headed home.Connie said, "I'm gonna get even with that sonofabitch one day. You wait and see." What sonofabitch is that?" I asked, smiling."The one that ruined my perfectly good bath, that's who!"It was almost four in the morning before we got the girls settled in their rooms and quieted down. Connie and I were sharing the rest of the wine on the couch in the. He shifted himself to where I could get my hand completely around his cock. As our kiss deepened even further I stroked his cock slowly and firmly. I could feel every vein and strained muscle in his cock. He was much harder than he had been the night before and I didn’t think that was possible. He removed his fingers from my pussy and started pushing my panties down. I took my hand from around his neck and helped him pull them off without breaking the kiss. I removed my hand from his cock and.