Very slowly she opened her mouth and said, “Whaaaaaat the hellllll!”The place resembled a bomb site! Jared himself had been so busy with the ‘af...airs’ of the morning that it was not until now that he was able to fully appreciate just what the place had turned into.On the table was the remains of the half eaten birthday cake with the words HAP ... BIRT ... AM ... Still visible on the frosting. The rest of those words were sloshing around somewhere in Jared’s stomach along with ten big slices of. I am an extremely avid masturbator and I love edging my cock when the wife is out. But I really wanted to get naked with a guy, massage his naked body and stroke his cock and finger him till he came.I found a guy on Craigs who seemed Ok. He was a bit younger and was working on the road at the time, a repair guy of sorts.We met for coffee and both agreed to go directly to my home for a hot tub and naked massage.I was nervous when we arrived home and invited him in. I quickly popped 1/2 a viagra. Developers kept trying to get hold of the place but she was adamant she wasn’t going to sell, despite the place was far too large and dilapidated. A month ago she died at the age of ninety-four leaving the house to me. She also left me an annuity to restore the place and possibly again turn it into a refuge for poor and destitute women. I wouldn’t mind doing that but as I told the bus driver, the regulations are far too onerous so most probably I’ll convert it into flats. However, with the sex. My first girlfriend had been Indonesian, deflowering was in the air.As my human 5-legged insect was slowly finding its way to the crossroad, the intersection where the devil waits I felt some movement underneath. My breath stopped which she must have noticed.She turned to me, spreading her lips slightly.I looked at her, noticed her green swimming eyes, what made her even excotic. Then I looked down and noticed a movement in her skirt. From her crotch to the seam. I put an arm behind her on her.