“James, my decision not to see you again has nothing to do with your age, or how you look. My life is a mess, and even though I’ve built a nice fa...çade for you over the past eighteen hours, there is a lot about me you don’t know.”His expression lightened once he learned that my not wanting to see him again had nothing to do with his age or appearance.“Has anything you told me been a lie up to this point?” he said, looking seriously into my eyes. I gasped. “Of course not.”“Then fill me in on the. . in this quiet time I would watch the nursing mother, using her beauty to build a new life. Or watch quietly as Ada napped on the sofa, as she was wont in the late afternoon. This was a most confused time. What did I feel? What did I want to feel?I was reminded of that line from the poem "Love (3)" by Richard Crenshaw: "Love bade me welcome: yet my soul drew back." This girl I was so attracted to, this girl half my age, this young girl starting in life needed more than a relic burdened with. Your cock feels so hot in my bum. It hurt when you went in but it’s better now. Weird but kind of good.”I dripped more lube onto her hole and slowly pushed back into her again. I felt her tighten again but once I was fully in and stopped she relaxed again. I paused then slowly pulled back out dripped some more lube then pushed back in. Putting the bottle down I took her hips in my hands.“Ready to be fucked little one?” “Oohh Yes Sir. Slowly, you’re really big and I want you to make me cum..” I. She said to Amy, 'The heels may be a bit high for someone my age but to tell you the truth I quite like showing off my legs.'Amy smiled and said, 'Why not.'As they went to the till to pay Claire said, 'If you ever want anyone to practise on I'd love a massage.'Amy said, 'Well I finish at 4.30 and I'm not meeting my boyfriend until 6.30 so I could come round then if you're serious about it.''That would be great, you know where I live don't you? I'll see you then.'Claire walked out of the shop.