Marie has many fine qualities, as Ive already indicated, but cooking and cleaning are not among them. On the day of the dinner, I left work early to b...y wine and groceries, clean the house, and cook a nice dinner. Marie could see that I was very nervous. In the hour before Karls arrival, I asked Marie if she was going to change her clothes. She looked surprised. She was wearing her usual, somewhat conservative clothing. Whats wrong with this? she said. I told her that I would really like it if. It was like sucking the dick of an elephant. Her blue eyes watered as she tried to take in as much of him as she conceivably could. Her breasts jiggled as she bobbed up and down madly with her efforts. Her pretty face contorted with the bulging cock rippling in her mouth. She moaned, fighting the gag reflex and trying to relax her throat to take more of him in. Soon she was drooling down the length of his cock, slurping wildly, desperately, as her hands lovingly stroked the base of his fully. Fuck it! He'd go prune his rose bushes... enjoy some of it before they took him away! At least, he always had his memories... and he'd never forget that Randi... ... She'd held his face cradled in the soft, sweet-smelling hollow of her neck, while his one hand gently stroked her left breast. Slowly, she eased her legs down on either side of him, forming a protective berth between her thighs where he might lie, their damp pelvises and drenched genitals caressing each other's lovingly."What a. ” Ralph said, tilting his head back to empty his glass.“Have you?” Mayra asked him.“Sure.” He said.We looked at him in some shock.“Hey, you have to just try things sometimes.” He said, “It was the seventies, we were doing all sorts of stuff.”“Did you like it?” Mayra asked.“I was more into his wife.” He said, “She was hot.”“Two men and one woman. Now that sounds like a good idea!” Mayra giggled.“We could do that.” Ralph said, “Couldn’t we, Tom?”I was conflicted; Mayra was mine!But of course she.