While taking a walk in search of cigarettes I looked into a room and here is an older women - maybe in her late 50s - sitting on the bed wearing nylon..., heels, push-up bra, a garter belt, the skimpiest of black lace panties and heavy makeup. She was smoking and invited me in. At first I said "no" but it only took a few steps beyond her open door for Satan to get me straightened out – Hail Satan! - and I went back. I asked her what the deal was and she said that she was looking for company. "Ann put her hand over his mouth and whispered that it was Ok and then let him hold her. As much as she hated to admit it to herself she liked having a man's arms around her. Bob held her for over an hour; neither of them saying a word.Ann felt content to be in his arms but she knew that his legs were going to go to sleep so she stood up, "I think that I'll go to bed. Thank you for holding me. I liked that." Ann, I'm sorry that I..." I'm glad that you asked. It was time to stop reliving it. "Now Tony, now, put it in please. We can do the 'lot' later, I need the meat patty NOW." I knee walked between her legs until my cock was aligned with her slot. Sheila wrapped her arms around my waist and pulled me down and into her heat. I was in heaven.We made hard, fast, passionate love, we made soft, gentle love and we made tender love until we were sated. Then, wrapped in each other arms we fell asleep.In the morning I awoke to see Sheila's smiling face gazing at me. "Thank you Tony, that. But it also made me realize how much I missed getting boned by my old male partner Hank. Or how much I wanted Gail to shove one of her toys up my own ass. Once I discovered that they really weren’t metal spikes that is. After returning to New England I knew what I had to do. The Adult Bookstore was way outside of town in a fuckin’ Industrial Park. What the hell it was doing out there I have no clue. Maybe they’re putting fork lift motors in vibrators or something, for all I know. At any rate I.