Rita was moved out and I came home to a new bed. A new lonely bed. Mike had organized the move and included the purchase of a badly needed replacement... The old bed was beyond its life any way. There was no loss in it. I was not looking forward to sleeping alone, I was dreading it. You get comfortable living with someone, even if that person was bad for you. Having someone physically there acknowledges that you are still alive, and not just in your own head. And now she is gone. Needed to be. As I watched, she raised her knees up and at first I was afraid that all I was going to see was a pair of perfectly tanned and toned shins, but then, she let her knees fall wide apart and I suddenly found myself with a front row seat to the best viewing of a pussy that a man can have!! Her pussy was cleanly shaved except for a square of brown “landing strip” pubic hair at the top of her slit. Her pussy mound was fleshy and well tanned. Her slit was slightly wider than my wife’s and I was. Acha lgna mtlb ki ho skta ho ap ache insan ho.apki bate mughe achi lge.LOVE: hahaha. to ab tak kya nishkarsh nikala madam ne hamare baare mein ki hum kis prakaar ke insaan hai? achhe ya bure? HahahaAnu: abhi tk to ap ache lg rhe ho.ap bate b achi kr lete ho . . . . Love: madam main 1 professional hoon or ab tak3-4 kunwari ladkiyon ki seal tod chukka hoon or 1 lady ko uske pati ki sahmati se kyonki uske pati mein kuch kami thi tousko maa bhi bana chukka hoon or us lady ko maa bananhe ke 5din. The hemline stopped just above a pair of shapely knees and tanned legs with tight calf muscles. She was in her early twenties, probably a few years younger than Janice. She glanced at the house with what could only be a smile of happy anticipation. There was no ring on her finger. Her heart sinking, Janice put her foot down on the gas pedal and raced off, abandoning all thoughts of seeing the great Steve Valentine in person. ‘Stupid, stupid, stupid,’ she told herself. Staking out this man’s.