What was there to ensure that she wouldn't just be wife number two in what could be an ever-longer series of wives stretching into the future?Every no... and then, Caitlin would turn on Ken's old laptop and scan through the pictures stored there. Unlike printed copies they didn't fade at all with time and looked as fresh and immediate as when they were first taken on what must once have been an expensive digital camera. And there was Sonya, smiling and tightly gripping Ken's hand. Or was Ken. The first time we see each other, the chemistry is immediate. There is suddenly a strong pull drawing me to you. We get into our room and without saying a word, we already know what's about to happen. I pin you to the back of the bedroom door."I missed you. Did you miss me," I say as I caress your big arms. I'm looking up at your hansome face, with my hands now making their way up your shoulders before locking behind your neck."So what do you want to do?" as i tease you, slowly bringing my face. Her lips were coated with a dark red, almost maroon lipstick. She was very hot for her age. As I was staring at her she glanced over and we made eye contact. I quickly peered away as if embarrassed I was caught. I went back to my drink. I looked over again and she was gone. A moment later the woman took the seat next to me."I'll have another and get my friend another beer." she asked the keep."Oh I was all set, I was heading out, but thank you very much." I said politely."You younger men really. My sore ass couldn't stand anymore, so, resigned to my fate, I knelt beside my daughter, cheek to cheek. Your fingers gently massaged my still tender clit, and I was sickened to find myself ready again, even though I realized that your other hand was performing similar maneuvers to my daughter's pussy. "Which one should I fuck first? Already had the one, so I guess I should try the other. Mom, guess you'll have to make do with my fingers this time." It is difficult for me to take all of.