' I added. I noticed that you were clinging to every word about the details of that event that night. I also noticed you were breathing a bit heavier.... 'Are you ok?' I ask. You licked your lips, smiled and replied, 'Never been better...why?' and winked. I placed my hand on your waist to turn you as we walked. I continued, 'The part of the ranch dedicated to the Carousel Club is about 250 acres and accommodates 80 overnight guests and costs $10k for single male guests, $7k for single female. Strange? Bear with me and hear the rest. As we talked, we discovered that, while I was in what I generously called ‘advanced middle age’, she had just turned twenty. There were almost exactly forty years between us — forty years that she pooh-poohed as meaning nothing. My wedding band, on the other hand (no pun intended), meant a great deal to her. While she was unmarried, she was in a monogamous relationship, and this too was of paramount importance. And so we launched on a warm July night in. I tug on the skin and stretch it out as far as possible. As I am starting to get aroused, I start to jerk off. I stroke my cock a few times then retract my foreskin again and then pull it back and repeat this a few times. I return to stroking my cock, slowly from base to tip and back again, sliding my foreskin over my glans. Soon, I am fully erect. I have been watching him out of the corner of my eye and his cock has lengthened and straightened. It is now erect and in my estimation has grown to. He reached his hands up under her shirt. With his fingers on the outside of her tits he rubbed her nipples with his thumbs. “Mmm that feels good”, she said in a slight moan. “I love playing with your tits”, Tom replied. He could feel his cock twitch in his pants. It was positioned down so as he started getting hard Kelly could feel it press against her ass. She stopped kissing Tom and they looked at each other. “You’re getting a hard-on”, Kelly smirked. Tom smiled, “yes I am, I can’t help it.”.