"What?" I asked."My first naked Thanksgiving. 'Night."Friday, we got going early so we could meet Sarah. We drove to the stables, changed to her car. ...he competition was at a fair grounds an hour or so away.We got there in time to look around before things got started. A number of stalls sold western-style clothes and knick-knacks, more stalls offered riding accessories. Most of it wasn't too good quality, but I saw a shirt I liked and bought it.Will was looking at everything. Now that he had. My age,family,society,personal choice,nothing mattered anymore,I just want to get fucked by this ugly old man in his wreck of his house.Sensing that I was ready.He stopped sucking.He pulled the saree from me and then removed the drawstrings of my petticoat.In one stroke,he removed his lungi.Now,we were totally naked and he was top of me.His face showed the eagerness.Using his one hand,he was trying to position his cock at the entrance of my vagina.He then held both my hands tightly and asked. I was packing for the day, Grandma Greely and two of her friends were sitting chatting while her granddaughter Alice helped me total out the day and pack up. I was paying her ten dollars an hour by then, thirty dollars a day, and was thinking about taking her with me on Saturdays, which would give her another fifty a week. She was very excited when I told her we would give her a try next week.He was young, thin, with the wild eyes and jerky mannerisms of a junkie. He had a tiny pistol, a little. Yes I was married, but now widowed only last year and I miss him terribly. I have two grown up k**s who can’t be bothered with me unless they need money and to be frank with you, I am now 68 and have decided to, excuse me for saying this, but screw them I now want to live my life the way I want – not how they want.M- Well, that is a brave move. You said you missed your husband, in what way?F – Now you have put me on the spot, Robin. As you have been honest with me, I will be the same with you –.