I pulled in at a convenience story. Brandy led the way into the store, to the hygiene aisle and said, “I am nor sure which ones to get.”“Let’s...ask this young lady,” I said. I turned to a teen-aged girl and asked, “My daughter just began her first period. What would you suggest she get? This is all new territory.”“You just start doing it?” she asked Brandy. Brandy grinned a conspiratorial grin. “Yes,” I answered her. “This is Brandy’s first period.”“I was not talking about periods,” the teen. He wanted to drill harder into me. I let him slide out and began to rub the tip with a polishing motion, watching his responses. He was quivering slightly. I couldn't imagine going ten years without having any sex. I had a certain admiration for the man, really. And took pleasure in ending the drought.While continuing to polish his knob, I licked down the front of his pole and took his balls in my mouth. They were accordioned and rough with gray hairs tha tickled my lips. But, they pulled. She had been a virgin when she got married and for thirty years, had only known one lover. For lack of anything else to call it, Jennifer described it as performance anxiety."I'm sure that neither Josh Miller or any other man is going to find her lacking in any way." Actually, it's not so much the men that she's worried about," Jennifer said, "it's the women." Excuse me?" an even more confused Martin replied."I told you it didn't really make sense," Jennifer repeated. "but evidently, Mom has. ’ She sniffed before trying to put a pathetic false smile over her face.‘Amy, c’mon, you can tell me. I’m here for you. Please, let me help you if I can.’ She looked longingly at me for about a minute then gazed into my eyes for a few seconds before slowly leaning forward and kissing me softly. I felt my eyes widen but then I was kissing back, shocked at what was happening but also too tipsy to care, and then my tongue was sliding slowly between her lips. The more we kissed, the more passionate.