That was about to change,I left my second wife and got myself a flat, lived there for about 6months and began looking for "the perfect woman", a tall ...order, but Iwas not going to compromise again, this one had to want me for who Iam, and not try to ignore a part of me that was so important to me!After looking on the net for a while and getting nowhere fast Ireceived a message from a 50 year old woman who showed some interestin me. My ad had not mentioned the "other side" of me but I. Dropping to kiss her as I bottomed out. Lying down to bring us skin to skin as I wrapped my arms around her. Feeling her pussy clench and release as I made shallow thrusts reveling in holding her close. Trying to enjoy the feeling of her around me and finally giving in to my animal instincts and raising to hands and knees to drive into her. Regan grinning under me knowing the effect she has on me, catching her own knees and spreading high and wide as I drive into her, our mixed juices. Phoebe grasped Nolan?s penis and twisted it,hard. ?He?s a perverted, deranged little weirdo!? The woman reached over toNolan?s belt and unbuckled it, and pulled it off. Phoebe doubled the belt overand whacked Nolan?s penis four or five times as Soapy watched impassively. Finally,Nolan began weeping and covering his penis with his hands, and Phoebe threw thebelt down. ?I need this thing locked up, and fast!? ?B-butdarling Miss Phoebe.?Nolan said hesitantly. ? Even if we didn?t makelove?you-you. For that I used my rifle. Dammit, we were beginning to have too much trouble finding game, and many a hunting trip yielded nothing but frustration. Most of the hunters agreed that it was time to move the village to a new location.The biggest problem with that was that the Women’s Council of Elders was not willing to move. Those senile old women had grown to be very attached to our current location and simply could not bring themselves to leave a place with so many memories. Well, we men felt.