The third and final time happened on the night before my husband and son were about to return from their camping holiday.id arranged to go out for a f...w drinks with one of my old school mates we decided to visit some of the old haunts we used go to when we were younger id got dressed up in a nice tight revealing cream silk blouse and tight quite short black pencil skirt .my friend was also dressed sexily and we had plenty of admiring looks from all the males young and old a like. which we both. I’d feel a slight stirring of life in my groin, and would rearrange myself a bit to get more comfortable. Then I’d ask you, “Time for bed?” And we’d drain the last of our drinks, and stand up. Usually I gave you a long kiss about then, indicating that I was feeling receptive, and we’d head up the stairs to the bedroom. We’d both strip off and dive under the duvet quickly, then I’d kiss you for a while, check to see if you were good and wet, and then slip inside you and thrust contentedly. I closed my eyes as I heard the rhythmic sound of your heart monitor shift to a single sharp note. I still hear that in my head sometimes when I close my eyes. I don’t think it’ll ever go away. But what I’ll remember even more is what happened just before all of that. They stepped out of the room to let me say goodbye. I ran my fingers through your thin hair and choked out words that I had thought I would get to sing to you every night for years. But this once would just have to be enough:. My God” I panted loud, truly speaking I cannot forget that moment in my entire life, since then I was never so aroused before getting fucked, even after discharging few seconds back my fuckhole was convulsing in desire, closing my eyes I was waiting for my fuckhole to get stretched with the thickness of Ishan’s monster and it happened next instant. I looked at Ishan with shuttering eyes and moaned as I felt his monster is searing into my love tunnel, it simply parted my pussy lips wide and next.