I mean I could kinda pretend. But, in the end, nada.I wondered if the back stabber would be around like my faux-kid had predicted. And if she did come...around what difference would that make. Well, again, not a damn bit because I did not tust her—at all!And, of course, there was Anna, a much better person, but by no means the looker that my ex was. And, did that make any difference. I had convinced myself that it didn’t, but was I kidding myself. I was fifty-seven; a chooser I was never gonna. "Amanda got up and started to remove the strap on and Kim said, "Whatare you doing?" Taking this off." Don't."Amanda turned and looked at Kim with a questioning look.Kim, with a sly grin, continued, "I like the way you look with a cock." Gee. Maybe I should go find the Wizard and get a real one." Amandasaid with a grin."Don't you dare." I won't, silly. This works just fine for me." Amanda said, smiling andstroking her cock.Sunday found Amanda up, as usual, before Kim. And, sitting at thekitchen. My cock knew what was in store. A couple minutes passed and the time had come. I grabbed my cock, gently parted her lips, and plunged it deep inside her pussy. I needed to get some lube. I flexed and felt her tight grip around my cock, pumped several times and figured I was lubed and ready. I pulled my cock out and gently pressed it against her ass hole. Using my hand to guide it, I gently rubbed her asshole with my cock head, hoping to prepare it for what was to come. I slightly edged forward. "After he finished talking Roger handed the megaphone to the English Captain. He took the device and said, "I am Captain Smyth, formerly of HMS Frightful. Unfortunately for us, we attacked King Roger's ship several months ago and came out the worse for it. He has graciously agreed to repatriate us as a show of goodwill. I carry a message for the King and Admiralty from him. We request permission for these three ships to move to an anchorage pending approval for him to go ashore and present his.