Jennifer was waiting for him again and her mind drifted off to how she had gotten into the sugar bowl…. He was 62 and almost 35 years her senior…but he was she had found a genuinely nice person…Of course, as he had pointed out more than once…she never would have given him a second look if they had met any other way. While he writhed in pleasure…He pulled himself out of her mouth and stopped her saying only “please, I need to be inside you” She rolled over and spread her legs for him…and caught a glimpse of that little boy look again…In a flash it was gone and he was plunged deep inside her…They started in mish and then rolled over to doggy. Bob had also provided her with a car…it’s in his name but she has the use of it…and he pays the insurance and has provided a credit card that covers her gas…
Jennifer and Bob went out 2-3 times a month…dinners at nice restaurants only at first…but they now mixed in some more casual
