I struggled to find words as she started fingering her puckered pink hole. “Just slide it in baby, I guarantee you’ll love it,” she bit her bott...om lip while pushing a second finger in.I knew a few guys in the corps who’d bragged about the ladyboys overseas but, I’d never partaken myself. At his point my lust was at an all time high and I decided it was too late to stop now. I moved between her splayed thighs and lined my throbbing pole up with her pink little hole.“Whoa, hold up there cowboy,”. "Maybe it's all the exercise you forced on me last night, to say nothing of this morning." Don't seem to recall needing to use a lot of force." I laughed."You must have done something as I've never been like that before." She laughed with me.I was secretly pleased with that statement, it just added to how close I felt we'd suddenly become. Emotionally I too, felt that it was better than I had ever had before, although being truthful with myself, I guessed that the purely physical side had not. On the veranda Ann and Sam sitting the whole time smiling and passing remarks about the Vaseline being the answer, while drinking coffee by the mug-full. I have no idea how long we were out there, but I was mighty relived when they released me swept me down, and led me inside.My whole body now a mass of red blotches and as sensitive as it could be, my mouth dry I asked for a drink and promptly found myself secured to the slab we had come to call the altar. The marble struck cold as Ann. After my husband’s death I became a sad woman mourned him so no sex at all, which contributed to my condition now. I frequently had to masturbate but didn’t get enough gratification and felt necesity for a male macho man to satisfy my desires: this was out of the question, a mature woman wishing blowjobs and have a real cocksucking experience. My appearance drew men’s attention; they stared at me, I didn't show off though. My co-workers still admired me, no matter if I dressed up.