” I stood up and said, “Sorry. I just had to have it back in my mouth again.” I wiped my lips, “I want you to put it my pussy, but go slowly. ...I haven’t had anything but your finger in me in a long time.” I got on top of his bed and drew my knees up, opening myself for him. He climbed on the bed and paused with his face over my wet and hot box. He was taking in my sight and smell. He continued up until his face was over mine. He propped up on one hand and with the other he put the head of cock. " Ah oh," was all he said."Yeah, that pretty much describes my meeting with Chris. I'm a little pissed that I had to find out that way. You could have told them in the ER to call me." I didn't tell them to call her either. The form I filled out in the ER had next of kin. I figured they wanted to know who would bury me, if I died. I had no idea they planned to call her." You didn't tell her ... you know?" he asked."I told her that I fucked you every chance I got, but I didn't go into details.". When we arrived home, I drove into the garage and shut the door. I wanted to make sure that no one saw Angie get out of my Wrangler. Once we were inside the house, I made her some coffee. Then we sat at the kitchen table and talked.“Would you like some of my chocolate chip cookies?” I asked.“Sure,” Angie replied.It was a Martha Stewart recipe. Some of my friends had told me that they were really good. I showed her where the guest room was. It was actually nicer than my own room. I had hung some. ... Deciding to take the bull by the horns i post an ad on craigslist briefly detailing what i would like to experience and sat back and waited for the replies to roll in, after a few requests from mostly single guys and the odd really perverted requests i finally received a reply from a couple in their late fifties, they described themselves as both being bi-sexual and from their brief description had obviously had experience in what i was looking for. Having requested photos of each other we.