Masuk"Oh my. That feels wonderful. I just had to, love. I couldn't go home alone, thinking about your hard cock, and not have it inside me tonight. Oh yes, I noticed how you still stayed hard after the last two times. It's been so long, so very long since I have had a hard cock inside me. It feels so good. Youth is a wonderful thing."She began rocking back and forth, grinding her pelvis against mine, keeping me deep inside her. Her tits were swaying back and forth in time with her rocking motions. I looked up longingly at her tits, and she say forward, placing her hands on either side of me, letting her tits again to my mouth. I eagerly sucked her nipple in my mouth, and bit firmly on its hardness, running my tongue in circles around it.I couldn't believe how sensual she was. Talking like this, jumping up and fucking me, letting me come in her mouth. I sort of hoped my hands wouldn't heal too quickly.She started moving up and down on me, rubbing her clit on my pelvis with each downstrok
"You know, I have confession to make," Ginnie said rather hesitatingly. "You know you said last night you wish it was not so one sided?""Yes.""Well, you made me quite excited too, you know. I used to enjoy our sex life together rather a lot. I didn't realize how much I was holding all those feelings in. Making you all hot and bothered did the same for me. I sort of took matters in my own hands, as they say. I have the use of my hands, remember?"She seemed embarrassed at her confession. I guess she felt like sharing her feelings with me, and I sort of liked having her confirm what I was thinking all day, that she went home and masturbated for herself."You mean you went home and played with yourself?" I asked, with feigned surprise."Yes, that's right. It had been too long. I didn't forget, though.""How long had it been for you, then?""Too long. I'm not even sure I remember. But anyway, thank you back. "You rather helped in that regard, you know.""I'm glad I could be of service,"
It sure didn't matter to me because I was having some memories made for myself. I really couldn't wait much longer. I continued to suck and stimulate her nipples in my mouth, and she quickened her stroking. I savored her smell and the feel of her smooth skin against my face. I sort of groaned signaling my impending release. She reluctantly pulled away, understanding my attempt at letting her know I was going to come. She turned around and watched as my cock erupted, again spraying hot cum high into the air, up against her arm and leg that was next to me. She rather aimed me that way I think, and I couldn't help but curl my toes and arch my hips up as I kept coming and coming as she pumped the liquid from deep inside me. Again, the weeks of inactivity stored up quite a lot, and it seemed like I came as much as yesterday, and Ginnie enjoyed the feel of my hot cum on her body and watched it run down her hand and leg. She used her free hand to rub the first stray drops into her skin."Tha
She got up from the side of the bed and went over to the bureau to get the oil she had left there the night before. "I really enjoyed it too. It brought back so many fond memories for me, that I had locked away. It has been more that three years since my John died, and I haven't been with a man since. I guess I just forgot what it was like to hold a man's hardness in my hand, and enjoy the feeling of bringing him pleasure. It's a wonderful thing, don't you think, for two people to share the giving and receiving of pleasure. It is truly God's gift, I believe."She went on, again rubbing the oil in her hands as she was talking, obviously remembering fond times with her husband."I remember some 30 years ago, when we were first married, we would make love 2 and 3 times a day. John was a wonderful lover to me. He so enjoyed my body, and I his. Our love never died over the years. We cherished so much together. I still don't understand his death. He was a good man, and never harmed anyone.
Her voice was almost a whisper now, and I was almost there. In a few more strokes, I cold feel the orgasm hit me like I can't remember before. I could feel by balls tighten up as I shot my load high up into the air as Ginnie stroked and pumped me in rhythm to my spasms. The first shot landed up over my left shoulder; I could hear it hit the pillow beside my head. And then I kept shooting more and more cum that I ever remember onto my chest and stomach. Ginnie pumped and squeezed the sperm out of me and I nearly passed out from pleasure and final, ultimate release.She held my cock in her hands as it continued to leak cum down onto her hand and overflowed to my stomach. I was so overwhelmed with relief at this sensation, and I know it was because it had been so long, but the total experience was unbelievable. I couldn't speak; I just took deep breaths and smiled up at my angel who brought me this gift."Well then, it sure has been a long time. I don't ever remember seeing my John come
We sort of settled in to our routine of Ginnie coming over in the morning for the am dressing change, and she would make some food for the day. I began to be able to at least feed myself, and she didn't need to be around all day. She said she actually liked having someone else to take care of, after her husband died and the children were out of the house. She genuinely enjoyed helping me and I truly depended on her. She was able to still have her life, and I didn't want to be a leach or a pest. I didn't ask for much that she didn't already plan on doing. I can get be pretty well with a couple sandwiches and the remote control.As my life started getting back to normal, and I wasn't needing so much medicine, and things weren't hurting all the time, I began to realize that other natural urges had not been satisfied in more than a month. That's a long time for me. If I'm not involved with someone romantically, I usually have a date with the right hand daily. I just need the relief and ha







