At the time of this story, she was in her mid to late sixties, and I was in my late forties, or early fifties; we had been friends for two or three ye...rs. Although we knew, shared, and had delighted each other's body many times before, we were always learning. There always seemed to be something 'new' for us to discover about each other. We could, and often would go from chatting and giggling together, to kissing, to deep passion - as one of us would lead the other to the bedroom.My friend had. Eventually he gave up and walked away. I undressed, put on my nightgown and then tried to fall asleep.Ryan and I had met in college, fallen in love and had gotten married shortly after graduation. We were both virgins when we approached our marriage bed and the first years of our marriage had been filled with sexual experimentation. We loved sex with each other and we went at it like rabbits. The first year or so it was positions. We tried having sex in every conceivable position and some not. Now fully awake.?Good.? He says and hangs up. I could not have gone back to sleep if I wanted to. The tonein Master?s voice had been very harsh. He did not sound happy at all. Iwondered if I had angered him somehow. But he had been away for two weeksTaking care of the closing on our place in Tennessee. We had only moved toTexas six weeks ago. ?????????? What couldI have done? Had he found out I had not taken proper care of his property bynot going to the hospital voluntarily when I needed to?. Cutie, I'm not hard. Fix that while Juicy strips and strokes himself for me." Yes, papa." The both moaned.Cutie was damn good with his mouth - in fact, he was probably the best of the bunch. Which made sense, since he'd been doing it literally his whole life. Cutie had better control and could keep me from going off longer than the other boys.Unless, of course, I wanted to go off. We'd developed a simple code - when I was ready, I put my hand on the back of his head and held him in place until.