I hnad dancing sets with Connie and with Betty, nice contact, a little feel of tittie, and nice kisses, but now visit to the bathroom immediately after the set ended. Betty mentioned that her friend "Carol" needed a ride home, and that I was elected, since my hotel was in her part of town. Betty said, she's quite a bit older, widdowed just like you had last year, but was in need of 'getting back in game" and that she and Connie, thought I was just the man for the job.
I met Carol, a little older, but very presentable looking. We danced through a full set, and by the end she was snuggled up to me very tightly, pressing her mound against my very hard cock. After the dancing set, she said, please dance another set with me, and the I understand that you will give me a ride home. Maybe we can dance more at my house. So we danced, our hands drifted, we pressed up against each other, and then made it out of the club. We hald hands going to the car, and she sat as close as she could on the ride home, too bad bench seats in cars are out of fashion. At a coiuple of traffic lights, we made out, she might be a widdow, but she still knew what to do with her tongue. She even reached over and grabbed my package, saying you really are a big guy aren't you. I said, most ladies like it, but it's not so big it hurts, do you want to see it. She did, so I took my cock out and drove home with her playing with it. She said, when I was young and married, I used to give my hubby blow jobs when we went on trips, he really liked them.
Here is Carol
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