At thirty-three, Katie was twenty-four years younger than me, and I found myself attracted to her. She always dressed nicely and I kept noticing her w...dding ring, wishing I had been the man who placed it on her finger. Her breasts attracted me, and I could only guess they were around a 34C.During our sessions, I had discussed some my past and things I once enjoyed. Among those was giving women massages, although I was never licensed. And I even mentioned how they sometimes turned very sensual,. It was all too much. My last thought before I came was, “Andy Warhol painted shoes,” and I popped all over myself. Jesus needed a change of scenery. He spun me over, socked his cock into my patulous brown eye and penetrated the window of my asshole for what seemed like a comet passing through time to eternity, until he came inside me, offering one long-winded, and whining, stately empirical sigh as he painted my randy warm hole with one third of the colour of the American flag. Afterwards we. She and I had enjoyed each other a few times since I had moved in, and I knew she would be only too happy to help me carry out my plan. The day finally arrived and everything had been arranged. All I needed now was for Dad to get here. Alison was waiting in the hallway for him. I heard her tell him to go on in, then her sweet sexy giggle followed by the sound of the front door closing and the one to the living room opening. Then he stood there, eyes wide and mouth open in surprise as he took. The meal was goodand we sat for a while just talking when my husband asked where do you want to go now, to a bar for a drink,or go home, I replied in a whisper can we go to ???? and see whats happening,he nodded and off we set. It wasnt to long before we arrived, it was getting dark as we pulled in, there was a few cars around, we parked the car, turned off the lights and sat talking,I was not sure what to expect or what to do, niether was my hubby, when there was a tap on the window, on my.