" said Bonnie with a devilish grin on her face. Bonnie sat down next to Christina and put her arm around her. "Get ready to be amused and strangely ar...oused!" said Bonnie. Christina gave her a puzzled look, but didn't get alarmed or anything, because Bonnie could be a little strange at times. Christina looks at the screen, and realizes that this tape is definitely a porno."Amused?" Christina says. "Just watch." answers Bonnie. On the screen a scene comes into focus. Christina does a double take. It made her feel dirty, but so very alive. She wanted to back out but she had let it go to far. She had to feel her pussy filled to be stretched again like it had before she had c***dren. She turned to face the fire. I walked up behind her and put my arms around her waist and pulled her into me. I told her that I couldn’t think of anything except her since our time on the trail. My hard cock slid between the shapely cheeks of her ass. She tilted her head back on my shoulder and I reached down. I was making some woo aah noises. But he didn’t stop.Then he asked me to go down on him and I obeyed. I unzipped his pants and proceeded to lick and blow his dick. I masturbated him. He liked it too.We then adjusted our clothes and wanted him to penetrate me. So, I sat on the table and he put his dick in me. He was moving my body against him and my boobs were juggling. It was the best part in that. We were moaning and making noises.Then we tried anal. He just lifted my skirt up and gradually. " How can you see all that in my doodling? How can you know the heartbreak and anguish of losing someone to another? Someone who doesn't even come close to deserving her; how can you know all that just by looking at something in the wetness of a bar top?Like I told you ... ah, I don't even know your name. Mine's Bill, Bill Monroe, I'm seventy-six years old, and I'm tired of living. My loving wife succumbed to cancer two years ago; she was stolen from me by a ravaging disease that claimed her.