It was a pretty warm day. She didn’t hesitate to take me up on my offer, pulling open the passenger side door and slipping into the bucket seat next...to me. “What’s your name?” she asked. “Rick,” I replied, as I turned on to the black top. “I’m Tammy,” she replied. “I really appreciate the ride.” “Where to?” I asked. “Anywhere you want,” she replied. I glanced in her direction. “I really don’t want to head back to the house,” she said, “I get bored being there all day by myself.” “You don’t. Bud’s family was surprised when he announced their engagement. Soon everyone was talking about when and where the event was going to take place. Other than Bud saying I would be best man, I stayed out of the conversation. I noticed Molly was sitting by herself. ‘What’s the matter, Molly?’ I asked. ‘No one wants to play ‘Candy Land’ with me.’ ‘I’ll play ‘Candy Land’ with you. I had the same game when I was just a little boy.’ Molly smiled and set the game up on a little table. She sat on a. He slowly but deliberately climb on to my body and begin to suck gently on my nipples. I don't know why I didn't try and stop him, but I didn't. Benny stroked my flaccid cock with one hand and disrobed with the other. Before I knew what was happening, Benny was between my legs grinding our cocks together, his was rigid and stiff, mine was soft and limp. Benny slowly raised one of my legs before I could protest and was trying to stick his rigidly hard cock into my dry anal opening. I tried to. Janice was 46 at the time and, in her words, “curvy”. She was a bit overweight, average height, shoulder length brown hair, and a personality that shined out of her. She was widowed seven years by the time Nick met her. Her husband died of cancer after several years of very difficult treatments. When he died, she was left with nothing after the medical expenses and no income for years. She had three grown k**s (2 daughters and a son) who provided some support but all lived with their families.