"I did so and he pulled out into the street. I inspected the ring. It was asimple gold band with a gothic-style inscription on the outside. I finallyp...uzzled it out. It said WERDEN in big letters. I had no idea what the wordmeant, so I turned my attention to the surrounding streets. We were pullinginto a dramatically better part of town, and soon Vincent pulled into thedriveway of a large mansion.He escorted me out and to the front door, where he leaned on the doorbelluntil the door was opened. Instead, I continued with my own toys to please myself. That can only last so long before you long for the feel of skin. For years, I kept in contact with a beneficial friend from my past. In my single days, we spent a lot of time together and enjoyed our sexual trysts. I began to share my frustrations with him. Our emails went from chatter to complete eroticism. From many miles apart, we were affecting each other just the way we did before I moved away. I was planning a trip to visit my. Get up here and give me a kiss.”Mom rose, and they shared a long kiss, whispering their love for each other as they did.“Guess I need more practice,” Mom said, caught between laughing and crying.“Practice makes perfect, love ... And ya know, that that kind of practice would make me the happiest guy on the planet,” Dad encouraged, choking back his own tears.“Well, I guess there’s no time like the present, then. Maybe Erika can take a break from enjoying our son for a minute to give me some. To cut a long story short I complimented her on her great looking body. There were some nice things about it too. She had fantastic looking long nipples. Her pubic hair was grey blond and sparse, so that her labia were easily visible. Her pose helped too I suppose. Her name, not that it's important, was Fredrieka; Fred for short. Fred for her part wanted to know a bit about me, including of course why I shaved. It always gets them in guys, doesn't it? Her story was that she and her husband had.