The preceding weeks had been overcast at best, it seemed to have rained nearly everyday since April. The wild flowers grew in abundance. Red and yello..., white and pick, the field was a veritable kaleidoscope of colour. She bent and picked some blue, now almost faded to lilac, harebells from between the tall blades of grass, which she twirled between her fingers as she walked, getting ever closer to the inviting shade ahead. Suddenly smiling, she placed the flowers in the band of her hat, and. A few days went by with nothing from Donald, she was devastated. How could she have opened herself up so much to someone – who really did not know her – oh what a fool she had been. She was morose as the days went by, and though she went about all her community and charitable activities as she always did, if anyone had really been paying attention they would have noticed she was not her usual cheerful self.When a week had passed, and she was trying to totally forget the happiness she had felt. It was a deliciously tight cunt; it excited me that I was probably the only other person to feel her so intimately. As I rubbed and penetrated her hole, Sandi moaned several times getting louder each time. I wanted to make her cum, to hear her soft moans of orgasm. I took a chance and circled her nipple with my mouth sucking gently on it. This brought more moans, and her crotch began to rise and fall to meet the thrusts of my hand. She started to murmur something I couldn't quite make out."Oh. She squeezed some lube into her hand and spread it over the dildo. It must have been at least eight inches, and it was thick – I could tell because Tori's fingertips barely touched her thumb as she spread the lube up and down the shaft.Grabbing my hips, she slide the dildo inside me. It was thick. I could tell I must have been extremely horny, because normally my pussy is very tight and I need a lot of warming up, but the dildo was easily sliding in and out.Tori pumped her hips faster and.