“Unfortunately not. He had a massive stroke one night and just didn’t wake up one morning. I wasn’t able to help, since I had been beaten uncons...ious and thrown to the carpet...”“So, my friend Alva has told me that you have come here to study and would like an accommodation outside the common rooms.”What then followed was an interrogation, questioning everything over and over, again and again. Had I not practiced my stories with Bellcauniel and Hantaliel multiple times, I would have been in. .."Forty-something guys aren't supposed to still be ruled by their peckers. Sad. Cindy's entirely capable of making me forget everything for an hour with her. Or two.Still a perfect, youthful body. Flawless skin. Those darned freckles like a constellation around the green eyes. She pushes herself into my arms. I feel those smallish titties mashing against my chest as we kiss. I clasp her head between my hands, holding her so I can look into those eyes."You. No man has a right to dream of such. I turned due south and put on as much speed as I could maintain. At about 190 MPH, I began to tear up the ground too much, so I slowed down to about 165 MPH. We moved along well at that speed and soon came to a range of mountains.We found a nice clump of trees with a small spring, so that was as close to perfect as we could find for a stopping place. The weather was nice and warm, so we decided to sleep outside that night. We had settled in after our usual sexorcize sessions and were soon. “The Graduate” was fresh in everyone’s memory, the middle-aged woman and younger man affair.“Thank-you!” I said realizing I had blushed. I made commented on his shorts to cover my fluster. “Stand up and model those skivvies!” He rose and turned around slowly. I could clearly discern the shape of his cock and the silk draped over the tight firm full buns of the man who was also my son; my honey the hunk. Not a body builder physique, the beginning of a beer belly if he didn’t watch it, but.