We lied down on my bed, drank some lemonade, listened to ABBA, and had a few tickle fights and poking wars. Yes, we were still kids at heart, the old ...times were back again, and our old memories were never left behind. ?So Stella baby, how’s life going for you?? she asked once we settled down. ?Life is wonderful,? I replied, my voice by then having a perfect ring and tone of femininity. ?Still living here with mother obviously, but I couldn’t feel any happier.? She made. She's fuckin someone on the side, and I'm getting my own before I lose the chance. Before she can stop me, I'm hilt deep in her asshole. She actually moans at this point, and I feel her ass convulse on my dick as she cums her first time. Pulling my cock out half way, I reach up and grab her red hair and pull her head back, then thrust back into her shit hole.This time she lets out a small scream before I pull back out, and thrust back in. I start a rhythm, pushing in and out of her tight, hot. I did become much more comfortable and so did my balls and pecker. We sometimes chatted during the sessions and these everyday conversations kept me from thinking about anything erotic that might cause any embarrassment for me. As more time went on an incident occurred that was probably responsible for our conversations to take a more personal turn. I mentioned on one of her daily intake sheets that I had been to an urologist for an enlarged prostate. In the privacy of the session room she. He started to speak to her. What shocked Janine the most, was the sincerity in his voice.“Hello there. I can see you are not in a happy place, but let me tell you it will get better. A beautiful woman like you should be hitting the clubs, not sitting in the corner drinking alone. Here, let me take you for something to eat, my treat.”She looked up at him, tears welling up in her eyes. Nigel held out his hand and help her to her feet. Five beers were nothing to her, she had been drinking so much.