Although, she had been gone now for the past three years. He was really hoping to retire soon. He just was tired of being in the game. There was just... so much stress and he had made a fortune and just wanted to relax and enjoy his money. He was a real family man. He was very close with his daughter, Pauline and his son Johnnie. Maybe not close enough. His daughter Pauline worked as a public defender in Quantock County in West Virginia. Her twin, Johnnie Paul, was a magazine publisher in NYC.. I held him there as I helped Kit stand up and I asked, "You OK Kit?" She nodded and I released her and turned to the freak in my hand.He was scared and with damned good reason. I was pissed. I looked at him and said, "Creep... can't you get pussy any way other than trying to rape a lady?"He tried to get free and then gave up and said, "Hell man, it wouldn't be rape... Kit fucks everybody."I looked over at Kit who was crying softly and I said, "I don't think so creep" and I busted his nose with. It isn’t every day that an eighteen-year-old girls lets me fuck her.”My cock had not been that hard in many years and it hadn’t been in anything that pleasant in many years either. Her moist soft pussy felt incredibly wonderful as a sheath for my cock to slip into. Her nice firm ass was great to press into. I also enjoyed looking down at her smooth bare back, her slender neck, and her lovely head of hair flared out on my rug. I held onto her hips as I fucked into her gently. Being my second. That evening, we retired early, because Darian seemed quite exhausted. The following day we spent the morning at the beach before having lunch. During that day Darian was more communicative than I could ever remember him being. He told me that he had been extremely lonely in the previous few years.Both his boys were grown-up and living their own lives. Darian said that he had never thought of remarrying after Trixie, and had stopped dating years before. Although his former obesity had bothered.