To tell the truth, it kind of turned me on. I wasn’t sure how safety capable she’d be though, unless she got in with me. I smiled when I had that ...hought.I’m nearly 70. Josie looked like, maybe forty-something, but I’m no judge. Whatever her age, she was attractive. Curly, short red-haired and freckle-faced, she also had freckles on her arms and hands. The top of her head came to my chin, but her curvy, figure contrasted with my own wiry frame.I’m old enough that all the store clerks and even. Samantha giggled and said she would love to suck my cock. Just the thought of this started to give me a raging hard on. We moved into the bed room then me and Samantha got onto the bed. I asked my wife if I could lick Samantha’s pussy first and she responded my saying ‘ask Samantha its her pussy’ I did and Samantha wiggled in delight as I spread her legs and pulled her bikini off. I slowly ran my tongue up and down her lips lingering on her pierced clit teasing it back and forth. I brought my. But can you describe your body if I tell you to? That part of your identity is gone, a shell cast aside. What’s your bra size – 34B? 42DD? 56H? You have no idea. Nor do you know your waist size, your hip size or any of your other measurements. The clothing sizes and styles you buy, the items you wear to look professional, or sexy, or responsible, have fled your mind. All of that is now unimportant, unknown, because that shell is somewhere on the floor behind you, necessary only after you leave. " Anything more?" Gregor asked."No, that is all." Very good then, here is your payment," Gregor announced, while reaching out and touching the innkeeper with a finger.A spark of black energy leaped out and struck the innkeeper in the shoulder. The innkeeper gasped and clutched his chest, then fell to the ground dead. Gregor stepped over the body and Henrik fell in behind him as they left the inn."It seems as if the master was correct," Henrik stated as he swung into the saddle of his mount..