.. here,” Sheba points at her genitals.“That would hurt most,” Isabella nods, exploring the pussy and finding wetness.Lying back, spreading her ...egs, Sheba murmurs, “Perhaps a kiss to make it better?”“Sheba?” Mayer mutters.“Ssh, you. Always the shy one. I always hoped you or Tony would give me pleasure. Instead I’ve had none. Could you ... would you mind... ?”“Isabella. No. Me and my friend, Maria enjoy each other.”“Then you know how to pleasure unlike these two.”“Yes,” Isabella chuckles.. Pam and my wife are each other's favorite siblings. Pam and I have gotten along quite well and become friends over the years since I married into the family. I am 70 now and she is 73. Neither of us is a model of septuagenarian fitness.I am short; maybe 5'8" in my shoes, mostly bald, have a bay window and a Parkinson's disease tremor in my left leg and arm. Moreover I had prostate cancer 10 years ago and no longer can achieve erection sufficient for penetration following radical prostatectomy.. He said he wanted to have sex with me. Then, before I knew it, my shirt and bra were on the floor and he was leaning over me, sucking and massaging my tits. (By the way, my tits are huge.) Stuttering, I said, "We can't have sex, I have my period right now." He just laughed and continued what he was doing. Then he pushed me back on my own bed and started rubbing my pussy. It tingled and I could feel my panties getting wet. He leaned close to my ear and told me he was now officially my boyfriend.. I'm just going through the motions, notliving at all. I guess it doesn't really matter. I've kinda stoppedtalking to God, since He doesn't seem to listen anyway. The other day Iactually screamed at Him, I was so mad. But even that didn't changeanything. Just how long will my torment last?******My knee feels better, which is okay, I guess. I got to thinking aboutwhat happened with my dad and realized it would be pretty selfish of meto kill myself and leave my body for my mom to find after she's.