.. and that was one of my biggest regrets, but they did afford me a couple of the best fucks that I'd ever experienced during my somewhat boring life ...f 60 years.The first slip-up involved Erin. I was 40 years old at the time, and just a little fragile after my wife of 20 years divorced me.Erin was 25 years old, a short-haired brunette, 5ft 6ins tall, very slim with small cupcake sized breasts. She was attractive in a librarian type of way with large dark-rimmed glasses. She wore high-heels. “I’m Gregory, I flew in to take care of the water maker.” Her hazel eyes returned to mine, and I noticed a sprinkle of freckles across her nose, her tongue moistened her full lips and she at last responded, “I’m Reina.” “Hello Reina, nice to meet you.” Her eyes clouded over and seemed greener as she looked over my shoulder toward the main house. “I need to go.” she said suddenly, then as she walked by me she looked back into my eyes. “Gregory… thank you for the water.” I spun to face her. In fact, except a few necking sessions I had no physical contact with my darling wife.Oh, so rude of me, my name is Kevin O'Toole and I am a 34 year old martial arts trainer. I am very high in demand and my clients generally were moviestars who were preparing for an action movie or who had just the knack of keeping fit. My wife Nicki is a former child model who was one of my clients before marrying me. She had come to me when she thought she was ready for modeling again after losing the awkward. Part of it turned me on. I walked inside and continued upstairs to my room. At the same time, Parker walked out of the bathroom.“Bump?” I asked.“Sure!” Parker answered as he followed me into my room.I grabbed the bag and cut two lines on my nightstand. I snorted one and then stepped back to let him have his turn. Parker was tall - slightly over six feet and could not have weighed more than one hundred sixty pounds. His young bushy hair curled up in the back, exposing the pale skin of.