That night,she cuddled up to me on the couch and said, “I’m alittle sore, but I’ll be glad to suck you — or…”̵...6;Or…’ turned out to be opening that ass for business.I opted for that — and enlightened self-interestdictated that I make SURE she enjoyed it, so I wentslow and gentle and lubed her like crazy and made sureshe was hotter than a pistol before I even THOUGHTabout nosing my cock against her little rosebud. Theresults were. " I said seeing that the woman was too small to handle this on her own. "Thank you, thank you" Was her reply. As the elevator started to move I could not help but notice the woman's tits. I mean she was not hot or anything but her tits were perfect. She was maybe a little over five foot tall, white hair, slightly chubby with a little pot belly, in her mid sixties. Nice smile and soft blue eyes. I am not into grannies at all, nor white women for that matter. But I do have this thing when I meet. To begin with, I did not like Leslie. She was one of those "I'm cool, you're not" kind of girls. You know, the girl who smiles and says, "Hi Roger" when she passes you in the hallway between classes and after passing you by she turns to whomever she's with and says, "What a dweeb." But she was Betty's friend and Betty wanted to double date with Leslie and the loser that Leslie was currently dating.Mark was on the football team, although just barely. His scholarship record was so bad he was. "No!" Dawn screamed, and started struggling against the tubes sticking out of her to get up."Dawn, I have to. I can't keep hurting you just by being around you. I just can't do it. I love you too much. You and B, and even Willow are the closest things I've ever had, and ever will have, to being s!sters. I can't stand the thought of hurting any of you." But if you leave, that'll hurt, too!" Yeah. But not as much as if I stayed. Trust me. I know how much it hurts to be so close to someone you.