I went to the door and rang the bell. A gorgeous vision opened the door and pulled me inside. Morgan was breath-takingly beautiful this morning. She w...as wearing a sundress with a halter top that showed tanned arms and shoulders. It was short at the bottom and her legs looked great! She was wearing higher heels than I had seen her wear previously. She pulled me close and we kissed, hard and long.I said, “Wow! That’s the best welcome I can ever remember receiving. You are spectacular.”She blushed. " "Do you masturbate?" "It is only a momentary solution. After I come I just feel as lonely as when I began. I miss the textures and smells of another person with me. Masturbation is not much of a replacement." "No, I guess not." "Would you do me a favor?" "Of course. Anything." "Tickle my pussy. It might stimulate the piss. I don't know why I can't go." I reached my free hand back behind Holly and traced my finger down into the recess of her ass until I had located her cunt. The lips. Chuck returned to the patio and took a seat next to Betsy. He asked, “What were you talking about while I was gone?”“He was showing me your baby pictures,” Betsy said with a smile.Chuck was lucky he wasn’t drinking something or else it would have flown out his nose. That was the last thing he expected Betsy to say. Harry laughed at the expression on Chuck’s face.“Really? I didn’t know he had any,” Chuck finally managed to say.“He was telling me about how rough it was there,” Betsy said.Chuck. However, about a year ago, just after Hazel turned seventy, she seemed to go off the idea and we haven't met with anyone since then. Now to some people, liking to see your wife sucking or being fucked by another guy might sound strange but I'd always found it a real turn on. At some point, I always joined in and Hazel loved having two hard cocks pleasing her and we got some great photos to look back on but as I said, that side of our sex life has been lacking for the last twelve months. All.