I mean, I hadn’t had sex in years, and listening to Jean was like being a victim of a famine watching a morbidly obese woman devour a steak. The trouble with analysing your life, is you begin to compare yourself, and that’s when your problems really begin. XXX I must have played with Alex’s cock and balls for ten minutes. I mean, it was like being asked out by my son, or worse, my grandson. I stared back into his. I was so turned on my juices coated hm. Far from putting him off, Alex grabbed me and held in his arms. “What’d ya do that for?”
“What?” I said, holding up my hands. As we danced, I feel Alex’s leg rub against my crotch.
