Her interest didn’t disappear though and may have gotten stronger after menopause.That itching in her crotch annoyed her and she decided to do somet...hing about it. Logic said that since her husband couldn’t scratch it, and about half of the people you were surrounded by had the equipment to do so, she needed to find one of them who was compatible and interested. The biggest issue was how to meet said person. Getting involved with somebody at church was probably the worst idea but she also didn’t. . “During his service, he didn’t just help patch up our boys – he and another Medic defended them against a twenty-four hour siege by insurgents on a field hospital that started in the middle of the night and ended the next night when help arrived. All the time this was battle going on, the doctors never stopped attending their patients.”Amanda squeezed my hand and pulled me closer, “Rusty?”“He’s making it sound bigger than it was ... We’re not here to talk about me, we’re here to find out. When he was done I slowly let his cock out of my mouth making sure to get every drop from the tip before I let it go.Don quickly flipped me on my back and slid his hand into my cunt. When I say his hand I mean damn near the entire thing! I was so hot my cunt was flowing wet, wet all the way to my belly button. I was flowered completely open. Just a big open pussy and Don slipped almost his entire hand into me.I was panting, gasping for breath. I though Don was going to fuck me right then and I. But... It's never too late. I believe God took his time making her. Her skin is unique, and is one of royalty. So, don't be taken aback.Amber really deserves the finest. Who cares if it's from me?Not much later, I arrived to the church where Amber was supposed to get married. I wrote a poem to Amber as a goodbye. (It was a suggestion...) I wanted to make the wedding as less awkward as possible, so I wanted to deliver my note to her personally before she got married. I knocked at her door,.