" She finished painting the nails, then ate her sandwichwhile she worked on my face a little more. Once she was done, she smiledand looked me up and d...wn. "One last touch," then she went to a jewelrycase and came back with a gold necklace and bracelet. She put them on meand looked quite pleased. "Want to see?" she asked.I nodded, afraid to speak. We went over to the mirror and I looked prettygood. Not beautiful, but cute and sexy. Maybe a little overdone, but I wasin costume after all! With the. Being on the dark side of forty has brought me one aspect to my life that I wasn't expecting though now I've heard it from other women ... lust ... libido ... sex drive.In the last year or two, I've been feeling like I was fourteen again. And when I was that age, well, all I thought about were boys and that particular appendage that made them boys. Now, here I am, my kids are almost grown, one actually is, she's twenty-two, and my pussy won't leave me alone, I'm wet and horny all the time. I. Well hidden and wearing black clothes, Jack and Warren whispered stories to each other, true stories of men they had caught in the park. They had even surprised two teenage girls with hands under the other’s skirt. They were hard in minutes. Jack even unzipped and took out his cock. Warren couldn’t resist and lowered his head over it and licked his friend’s nob. They could have easily sucked each other right there but they were waiting for the men, and were eager to watch them. Finally the two. . Shari pulled a little away from me and looked up into my face with her luminous brown eyes. She looked so young, and yet so wise. I waited, barely able to breath."I want you to just bare fuck any girl you want," she said. "No condoms, no safe sex, no regrets." Her eyes clouded with fear and concern. Now that she'd gotten it out, she was worried about what I would do. I smiled reassuringly."Only if you bare fuck guys," I said. Shari squealed in delight, showering me with wet kisses."Okay, I.