My mother remained grief-stricken until her passing six months ago.Now here I was, a forty-year-old bachelor trying to rediscover my roots. I had visi...ed the cemetery where many of my ancestors were buried. The Taylor clan occupied a prominent section of Murray Hill Memorial Gardens. It was leaving the Gardens that I encountered Hattie McGuire.“Why, yes, I do Mrs. McGuire, you were our next-door neighbor,” I said.“Please call me Auntie Hattie. That is what you did as a child,” she said.“Auntie. . from her husband.”Wow! I never heard her talk like that before!A whistle from behind me turned me around to see my redheaded girlfriend with ther hair down in a knit dress that showed off her curves.I hurriedly walked to her and we clinched each other tightly. “Careful, I don’t have on any underwear,” she whispered to me.“Mom, would you mind if I had April bring some clothes over?”“Of course not. You are welcome here anytime. How are things shaping up for the big reveal later tonight?”“My. I stood in front of her and she started working my cock and balls through this rubber ring; it was a bit painful, but once it was on, it did not hurt at all. My dick began to get hard; but Ana then grabbed it and she thumped the head as hard as she could. I jumped back from the pain.She made me turn back and she reached between my legs, pulling my cock and balls back towards my asshole; the bitch pulled very hard. She then ordered me to put my thighs together.Ana then tied a leather belt around. Mindy was going to town now on my thick jock mushroom head, then one of the other girls tapped her on the shoulder asking for a turn. As the girls switched places, I threw the dumbell over to the other arm. Mark was getting pretty excited watching, so he proclaimed “I got some over here girls, if ya don't want to wait”. The third girl took up his offer, and went down on Mark's pretty impressive dick. Not as big as me, but prolly around 7 to 7 ½ inches. As I continued to curl, the second girl.