” She replied. “He looks sexy though doesn’t he and you liked what you saw?” Claire just nodded and shyly looked at me. “Are you a virgi..., Claire?” Julie asked, kind of rudely. “No, not at all, just had little experience at it, that’s all.” “I noticed you on the bus too, never seen a boyfriend, always with your Dad.” “My boyfriend broke up with me, I’m single now.” Claire revealed. “Well I reckon, Greg here doesn’t mind us looking at his willie, wasn’t it big though?” “And I bet he wants. Since I recognized him from the project, and he seemed like a nice and sincere man, I agreed to meet him in the hotel lounge in about fifteen minutes.When we met in the lounge I confirmed that he was the same man I thought he was. While we had several drinks, we had a nice conversation about the project. After I had been drinking for a while and was feeling no pain, I got the courage to ask Mike again about what the message thing was all about, thinking that would somehow be further proof. “You were jacking-off, weren’t you?”“Yeah, I guess so. But I was thinking of you, dear.”“So, now it’s my fault?” As much as she missed her husband, Abbie was still pissed off by what he’d done.After he pleaded guilty to killing himself through his own inability to control his carnal desires, she finally calmed back down. It was hard to stay mad at a dead husband. Especially a naked one sitting on the edge of your bed.“I wish you could touch me. I really need to be made love to about now.”“Alas,. Stoned & half drunk after a few beers I drifted off to sleep again.Thinking I was having an erotic dream, i went with the flow, it felt good, her wet lips kissing the tip of my cock, her hands running over my cum filled balls, her finger gently pressing against my virginal but hole, then she swalloed my cock, whole, all the way down. Waking up from what was almost a wet dream, I realised I wasn't dreaming, however I went from feeling hard & horny to feeling soft & sick.The middle aged man..