My knees are trembling in anticipation as I walk up the road to her house. In addition to the excitement, guilty thoughts are rushing through my head,... Why do I do this? It's not that I don't love my wife, I do, but ever since we had k**s, sex has been pretty much off the agenda, and as a consequence over the years, I'd sought solace in the arms of a variety of women. At my age, I should know better! I continue to ponder. A retired man in his sixties probably shouldn't be behaving like this,. Finally Jessica found a nice spot on the beach under a palm tree and she gently layed me down. "now then babe" she said "we are alone now, no one can see us nor will they see us, now we are alone I want you to remove your shorts" My face became more red, I pulled my shorts down and my dick flicked out looking straight up in the sky, Jessicas eyes widened "woah oh my." She looked turn on, but then, she crawled on top of me and whispered "now...shut your eyes" and I shut my eyes, anticipating. She won't let it out of her sight, in fact. And she talks to it! She even brought it with her – insisted on going all the way back to the trailer to get it." She has a Praetor?" Jake asked. 'Everybody has one of these things except me!'"What are you talking about?" Frank asked. "What's a Praetor?" Well, it's a..." Tanya started to say."A judgment device used by the old race," Jake said. "It judged Béla once."'More than once have I passed judgment on the Carte Blanche, ' the Praetor said into. .. but rather abrupt hills. The fog was whisping away.On the sand beach were several boats identical to the one we were following. A group of chattering women were washing garments in the river water. That they had been occupied there for quite some time was indicated by the clean clothes spread on a few of the hulls scattered in an orderly fashion along the strand. There seems to have been a designated washing boulder because the women were vigorously bashing the garments against just.