" He stammered quickly."Well, you certainly know what to say to turn a girl's head." Helen cooed delightedly. She was suddenly thrilled that little Ji...my would think so."G-gosh, I wish I could play wi..." Jimmy voice tapered off.Helen blushed. "Jimmy?" She asked cautiously."Huh?" What were you going to say?" I-I just w-wondered, maybe if you weren't busy..." She heard him gulp on the other end."Do you want to play with me?" Helen asked very quietly."Uh, h-huh." That's okay Jimmy. We could play. I was in heaven. With her each pumping I was moaning. It was a feeling of victory and satisfaction of seducing successfully a young, homely lady at this age, purely on the size of my cock. I smiled and asked her that Smita, how is it? Did you like this old man’s banana? With a shy smile she nodded yes and I asked her again is it bigger than your husband’s cocked?She again nodded yes and I told her Smita, from the day I saw you first, I wanted to give my cock in your beautiful soft hands and to. “I’m Mrs D****r, you can call me Sandra. My husband works in London a lot. So we have little time for gardening, or anything else for that matter. Married?” She turned around quickly and confronted him with the question. “Not likely! I mean- no.” Charles looked around at all the money in paintings and furniture. This was the place to be. “What’s your name?” asked Sandra. “Charles,” he replied as they walked to the garden. “I like that name. Regal, they named a line of Kings after. Standing there, she got her phone out and rang Jeannette, reporting that she was on her way to the rendezvous. The bus she wanted was on time. She boarded, paying for the stop beyond where she wanted off, as a precaution, and sat down almost behind the driver, as there were plenty of vacant seats. Most night riders seemed to prefer the back seats. In the quietness of the dark night, she fought to stay completely alert, counting off the stops until she knew she wanted off before the next.