Radhika was standing there in a bikini to accompany me to their room where Bobby was waiting. When I opened the door I saw Bobby lying there in his be... totally nude. His fat sagging man boobs were bigger than mine and he had a pot belly. Radhika asked me to lie down and she will join us in 5 minutes. Bobby rolled towards me and kissed my man boobs. He then started licking and sucking it. He slowly went down kissing my chest, licking my navel and he then removed my underwear to release my 5 and. Was a very soft and thick, but white. I got a look when we talked about pussy hair and her desire for a trim. asking my GF to help her out. We traveled in a nice conversion van with comfortable bed in the back. One trip back (3 hr ride) I suggested we pick up some clippers and she and my GF could trim each other up. Riding did not work, road bumps and shaking made trimming pubic hairs pretty hard. Made my cock hard looking at that white mature pussy with her legs spread. So we found a back. Walt said that he found it really difficult to get fully hard (and to cum) these days, and it had been like this since his wife passed, however the sight of DJ being fucked hard from behind with her tits swinging underneath her had brought vivid memories of his own wife flooding back and he told us that this was what had got him hard again. He told us that although his wife had been a really kind, quiet, normal and considerate family orientated woman all her life….nobody but him knew just how. The alternative, I hated to admit, was worse. It was that I had no idea what to do if I wasn't watching and waiting for some girl to take her clothes off. Pathetic? Ya think? Why, yes. I made a promise to myself that when I told this story I wasn't going to varnish the stupid parts or, I admit it, the pathetic parts, so I won't. It took me a long time to realize that girls were interested in a guy who did things, who had something to offer, something in addition to or--better yet, instead of--a.