The journey seemed to take forever. Our eyes never left each other, not until I got closer. Not until he clocked the sway of my breasts underneath my ...bra-less halter-neck dress. It was a bit posh for these parts and I knew he knew that.I placed my hand on the wooden upright just above his head in an attempt to sway and twist my body past him; breasts facing his gaze. That’s when his leg shot outwards blocking my path; his foot resting on the rung of the bar stool opposite.I looked at his leg. I explained what had happened to me and why I was now in a room with a woman half my age, fondling her breasts. When I had finished she looked genuinely shocked. Forty eight years old, only one sexual partner and no sex for ten years! It was then that she took me by the hand and instructed me to lay on the bed, face down. “I will make this good for you,” she said, as if she had decided that I deserved special attention. Face down on the bed I shivered slightly as she poured some oil on my back. I looked down at her sexy, tanned butt as my hard dick slipped between her cheeks, and nestled in her crack. Kelly jerked at first, and then she wriggled her butt to let my dick go all the way between her sexy thighs, next to her wet pussy.“Kelly...” Meghan said, in almost a whisper, as we all stood in a huddle.“Yes, Meghan?” Kelly said, and we all could hear the happy laughter in her voice.“ ... You’re gonna love this.”“I already do, Meghan, I wanted Murphy the first day I met him.” Kelly. I had to save him from himself, and I intended to do anything that required. He never thanked me, but every night when he pulled me in close I knew he appreciated it. I had woken up with morning wood against my ass a few times. I always ignored it, chalking it up to nature. But this morning was different; my father was grinding against me slowly. His breathing was heavy and his voice was hoarse as he whispered, “It’s been so long.” I sat frozen, focusing on the feeling against my behind. Being.