We were the only ones in the store. She asked why I was looking for a bed and explain to her how I recently got divorced. She gave me the typical I ...m sorry. I professed that I really enjoyed being single. She confessed that she was married with five k**s and a part of a Mormon family. She had just had a k** and was a little down on her body. I told her that I thought she looked beautiful and that her eyes were amazing. I could sense her getting turned on by the things I was telling her. She. The picnic was mostly just wine and cheese. All very romantic. My girlfriend had already had a few drinks and so after a couple of glasses of wine was nicely mellow. There was no moon and the lights on the shoreline made the beach seem very very dark as we were a way off from the sea path close to the sea. The sound of the sea blocked much of the sound of people walking about along the beach.After a short while, with my lovely gf a bit buzzed from the drink I stripped her naked and, having. The surprises continued when she then reached out and pulled the top of my dress down, causing my big tits to spring free and into her hands. She started caressing and fondling them, tweaking my already erect nipples, then leaned in and sucked one into her mouth. Her mouth was warm and wet, and her nipple-sucking sent shock waves through my body, causing my pussy to become drenched, and just about buckling my knees. She moved back and forth between each nipple, sucking and nibbling, then –. I felt fat and ugly, I worshiped the porcelain goddess far too often—morning sickness is really disgusting, what a rotten way to start the day, and to interrupt it, too; it isn’t just mornings—and we agreed that we were going to settle for two.Hugo got them started early. He’d tell them bedtime stories from his own childhood, often continuing ones that left them on tenterhooks from one night to the next. When they were old enough he gave each of them George’s books to read; George did four.