After several minutes of copulation, the soon to be sixty-one year-old man announced, “I’m cumming!”Alia smiled as she was filled with his baby ...batter.They cuddled until they fell asleep.The next Saturday arrived. Alia had informed Doug that she was taking the the k**s to an event at church. She needed him to drive Mama Bee to a senior citizens expo at the community college where he worked. Doug agreed to have her there at noon.When Doug pulled the gold 2011 Chevy Tahoe LTZ into the parking lot. It seems we both weren't used to taking the lead. Not with another guy anyway and certainly not with Hank.After a few minutes we slowly inched towards each other and finally kissed. Once we got over the "Holy fuck I'm kissing another guy" phase we started to fondle each other and steadilly get more excited.As we hugged and explored each other I noticed a big bulge in Gary's pants. Feeling his massive erection made me want to take charge. Or should I say my penis addiction took charge.As I. He was a kind and gentle man in every sense of the word.Mary, what can I say about Mary. Mary was my best friend. I knew her from school. We always got on very well together. We were in the same class although we never sat together. Mary was always considered a bit of a rebel, I was always the quiet one. In a way, I looked up to her. I was never any good at making friends and Mary was the kind of girl others would avoid.I'm not too sure how, but we just kind of hit it off, a bit of an odd. Cpl Joe Longfellow and the new intake I stood, waiting with my friend the provost sergeant, a total contrast to the spit and polish merchant next to me the cool welsh wind blowing round us outside the guardroom, as we waited the new arrivals. Me a corporal of 16 years service, dressed in boots, coveralls and a blue beret of the transport corp, a working guy, tucked away here in what would be known as a cushy billet, as far from bullshit as I could get. I was in charge of the motor transport.