The local ladies were friendly. Really friendly. He enjoyed a good number of them. Unfortunately, he discovered that relationships weren’t his forte... He just wasn’t good at connecting with human beings. Not women, or men. Inside of him, something was missing. He simply was…different. Not that he looked it. He thought of all the people he helped. All the lives he saved. All the humanitarian campaigns he fought for. All the risks he often took on behalf of strangers. Surely all those things spoke. Now he was working out what needed to be done to implement it. He pulled up outside his house and sat for a while going over the last details in his mind. He smiled to himself, it was ingenious in it's simplicity with only one complication, if it worked he was home free if not he would have to go with the plan laid out to him by his anonymous copper.He heard the sound of footsteps on the stairs as he slid his key into the lock, when he entered he could hear the shower start to run. "Have I just. So i laid myself down and she came over me and started dancing fucking hard over my cock. She said, “yeahhh babbyy now you feel what an matured woman can do”, and i said yes auntyy come on auntyy ohhh babbyyy you fuck so well. She blushed and kept on dancing harder and fell on me and started kissing me and asked me to fuck her harder she wants to cum and started fucking her harder likee mmmmmmmoohhhh thhaaaapppp thaaaapapppppppa and she finally came on my cockk…She then started to taste her own. I allowed myself complete luxuriation in the climax Dana and I had labored together for; Carefree save to savor the indescribable bliss. My thrusts slowed, but deepened; Again and again I could feel my seed bursting into Dana’s hungry pussy. Her muffled sounds, meanwhile; Were more high pitched than ever. I managed to open my eyes; And smiled at the red marks on her arm where she was biting down; Matched by the redness of her rump where my ravaging of her was concluding. I no longer bothered to.