And as we would stand there in our thong on my end and boxers on his, we could do nothing but lunge at each other. It was all grabbing and rubbing and...kissing and biting. We needed each other more than anything else. He would throw me on his bed at this point and rip off my thong. He would slowly kiss me from a long, hot, lingering suck on my bottom lip, to my neck on the sweet spot that always gets me, to each nipple, sucking each one forward, causing a small moan to escape my lips, then down. So aged fifty-seven I decided that I’d had enough shagging to order, and I closed my doors to clients. Some that I’d known for years were quite upset and several even brought me flowers. I thought about making exceptions, but decided it best to make a clean break and I was careful to thank them all for their custom and offer them a free fuck if they had been regulars. It seemed little enough: buy 20+ and get one free!Colin and I continued to enjoy each other in bed and we spent three or four. .. with... with that... h-horrible... b-black... brute?“ she quavered. „Oh how could... y-you?“The sharpness and the sneer came back into Melissa’s voice.„I’ve told you how. You’ll learn, as I say. Which would you prefer, another go over the Ring or Ahmed?“Julia’s face crumpled. That the decision was an impossible one, was obvious.Another, and a longer silence fell.„I see,“ said Melissa at length, „that you are wearing the silver chain. That means, in case you haven’t been told, you’re reserved. "Lydia, Harry ... we could walk to the Green Man along this path, but it's four miles each way," Peter explained. "How do you two feel about that?"Lydia and Harry looked at each other and at their watches. "If we take our time... " Harry began."Why not? We may be retired, but we're not decrepit," was Lydia's comment.They walked steadily along, arriving at the pub by one o'clock and had an enjoyable meal, washed down with some red wine that Harry recommended. On the way back they stopped.