I had been watching porn in my room and had been really turned on. My cock was still semi erect and didn’t need much prompting.Suddenly I was aware ...f a woman who had just walked into the bar. She was in her late forties and seemed nervous to be on her own. The place was quite crowded and the only vacant seat was at my table. She bought herself a drink and came over and asked if she could sit down. Of course I said yes. Although busy, our table was in a corner away from everyone. I asked if she. "Do you want me to take your picture?" "Yes, please!" I had to practically jump down off the rocks I was standing on. So I said "can you move back just a bit, so I don't knock you over?" "Oh, ok." She stepped back just a bit. But I knew it wasn't far enough. But I attempted it anyway. I jumped and landed right in front of her and did come face to face. Well, she was about 5'5" and I'm 6'7". So we weren't face to face, but you get the idea. But I wrapped one arm around her back, to catch her so. Then over my calf and thigh with his right hand over my butt and down the side of my butt and his left hand sliding in and along my inner thigh. Each time his fingers got closer to my pussy when he slid his hand along my thigh. He kneaded my calves, then my thighs. Next, he laid his arms on my thighs and brought them up applying pressure as he swept up and then out which spread my ass cheeks and exposed my butt hole and I was sure my pussy too. He did that for another 5 minutes, then he cupped. ” The cheering up referred to Sally’s husband dying. It wasn’t a tragedy—the man had been in his nineties, but he had been good to Sally, taking her in and becoming a bit of the father she never had and then, for the last two years of his life, her husband. Sally didn’t regret trading two years of faithfulness for his fortune, and she didn’t do it out of greed. She could have cheated—he never would have known. He even expected that she would need to satisfy a young woman’s cravings he could no.