Glo shuts off the electronics and straddles me. She pulls my head close and we finally share our first romantic kiss. Surprisingly, it is a sweet kiss...and not lust-filled. We take our time and explore. Glo seems to like when I suck and lightly bite her bottom lip. She experiments biting both of mine before our tongues seek parts of our mouths we have not tasted.As we kissed, I caressed and massaged her back, occasionally taking a break to cup those cheeks that tantalized me so much. “Te gusta. ”“I know. And I appreciate it. But Moe reminded me you’re always welcome. In my heart. And my bed,” she giggled again.“Good to know,” Chandi giggled too.“Don’t I get some?” Moe pouted.“Years. Months. Hours,” Chandi pointed.“So?”They embraced and kissed almost as intensely, though both kept their feet on the ground. The sand. Under the water. Joe glanced at their audience on the beach. Lust. Envy. A spattering of hate. Mostly from the females. Mothers turning their youngsters away from the. Don't ask me why, I 'm not Mother Nature. I just know what happens." It won't go down, ever?" Well, yes, it will go down, eventually, but for most guys, it takes a long time, like several hours, and in the mean time, if the guys is dressed, it's painful to walk or exercise, or do much of anything." So, what do you do about it?" I find the person who is responsible for making it hard and have them solve the problem." So, why are you looking at me? I didn't do anything." Oh, I agree, " I said. But was I really happy?As I stared out the window at this incredibly good-looking young man, I realized I wasn't happy at all. Even with all the money, and all the material things I possessed, I just wasn't totally happy. I hadn't had sex since way before my husband died. How could I possibly be happy without sex? I loved sex. I needed sex. I needed a man's penis inside my still beautiful body, the big beautiful penis of this terribly handsome young man who was mowing my lawn. As he.