She walked over to me … I was caught in the lust of my first time. All those jokes I laughed about referencing sex were nothing compared to the real... thing. Actually sticking my cock into a warm, wet pussy felt so great, feeling your juices unload into her mouth, watching her swallow like a pro; it made me ejaculate too soon. I closed the video and put the flash drive back in my pocket. After that, I got up and reached in the left drawer under the computer and pulled out a roll of toilet paper.. He ignored them. Only The Scent mattered. ****** Jack rolled off Mia, gasping for breath. He had gotten into the habit of letting her ride him, since she seemed to draw energy from sex, rather than get drained by it, like he did. Tonight, however, he had fucked her, pounding her into the mattress with strong thrusts of his hips. He wanted to baptize their new bed with their combined juices. He intended to anoint every room of their new residence in the same way. Mia was definitely happy with. She pulled her mini skirt back down in place and then we got out and went into my house.Fergie said, “Why don’t we just get you into bed.”I pointed the way and she took me in. She helped me get undressed too and sat me on my bed as if I were an invalid. Then I watched as Fergie got undressed. She had certainly grown up to be a very attractive young woman. It was obvious that she took after her mother instead of the couch. He looked like a big old wrestler from what I remembered. He was sort of. When Dorothy and I moved here in preparation for my retirement, the village had a population of under two thousand, and the figure has declined steadily. There used to be three public houses but now there are only two. There’s a small general shop and a newsagent that also serves as a post office. The Church is served by a vicar who looks after four parishes and visits ours on alternate Sundays. Three times a week there’s a bus service into the nearest town, twenty miles away. Barely enough.