The chemotherapy had caused him to lose his hair, although he always kept his head shaved so that was no big change. Most of all he had a tentativenes...s about him. Mike had always been so confident, now he had a tic in his cheek and a distracting habit of pursing his lips while he talked. But he was in good spirits. "Chemo over," he said, with a show of heartiness, "And I'm on the road to recovery."Mike had been divorced for many years and, like me, he had hopped in and out of a lot of beds. I. I knew it would hurt, but I looked forward to learning how to please him in every way. I wanted to learn everything there was to know about how a woman can best please her man. In this one night I had discovered how much I love cock and that I desire to please the man I'm with as much as any woman can.I couldn't believe that this gorgeous man would get aroused being with me. But there he was, getting hard already and I marveled as his penis grew in my hand and mouth. My sexy bull started to. My son was getting a hard on. I really didn't think about giving him a hard on by sitting on his lap. I could feel it still growing. "My god," I thought to myself. "How big is it going to get." I wondered what he was thinking. Does he think I can't feel it between the crack of my ass? I looked down at my legs. My dress had rose up a little more. I could almost see my panties. My son's hands was on the seat on each side of me. I wondered if he could see how high my dress had ridden up. I. "Here goes nothing," she said aloud. The climb to the top of the bed was precarious but acrobatics had put her in precarious situations before. The real shock came when she slid from the ladder to the feather mattress and sank so deeply, she feared that she was stuck. "This is asinine," she muttered. She struggled to sit up and peeped over the top of the bed clothes to locate the ladder. After another few moments of struggle, she was back on the ladder and, soon, safely on the floor. What.