She held her hand on the back of my neck as I moved down to her damp pussy, and licked and sucked on her clit. I don't know how long I tried, but my s...ore jaw told me it had been a long time. As far as I knew she didn't have an orgasm. She cuddled me and told me it didn't matter, but I still felt bad. We got dressed and watched TV for a while before I left.We kept hiking on Saturdays, and when it got warmer we went tubing. I had fun with Sally, but our sex life wasn't well. Sally didn't seem to. ” “You didn’t fuck?” He scoffed. “Not as much as a jerk off.” “Blowjob?” He sadly shook his head. “No, nothing.” “That sucks, no pun intended.” Chad laughed. “It’s OK.” “Look at me,” she said. When he did she slowly pulled up her T-shirt exposing her boobs. She pulled it over her head and then stood up and took off her shorts and panties. Then she sat down again keeping eye contact with him. “Wow, you are beautiful,” he said. “Thank you. Take off your clothes, please.” Chad fumbled. I mean, if you come in the back door, you just turn right into my part -- off the kitchen." So if the landlady's in the kitchen, she sees you come in?" Yeah. But she's already said I can have guests over." You're thinking, that would be me," Annette said."Yeah. That's what I'm thinking." You think she's a big liberal? Doesn't care what you do in your apartment, 'long as you pay the rent?" Well. I'm not sure. But I think if we kept it, y'know, quiet..." But -- what if I turn out to be a. Thelma's a big woman, but it's not a turn off. More to wrap yourself up in. A hug from Thelma is total love, total acceptance, total "everything's going to be all right." Kind of grandma to the nth degree.If you're really blessed, you'll encounter a June Hill. June had it all — the loving husband, the house with a mortgage and the picket fence, two lovely children, even the super dog. And then she lost the husband. I can't imagine what that was like and hope to God I never experience it. All of.