Sitting at the bar, she had been promptly swarmed by several younger men, guys mostly in their twenties looking to get lucky with what they thought wa... a thirtyish divorcee, not a widow closing in on fifty. She began to have fun and was glad she had dressed as she had.She had never worn this dress before, although it was over three years old. It was the last dress she had bought before Harry had died, and he had never seen her in it. She had planned on wearing it out that night to dinner with. "Please turn round and let's go home, Ireally don't want to do this, I'll be so humiliated, I just know it."She looked across at him and just for a moment felt sorry for him. If ithadn't been for all the preparations she'd made she might have conceded,but her and her fellow conspirators had gone to so much trouble to ensurethat everything went well, she couldn't."Don't be silly darling, think of all the people you'd let down, it willall work out, you'll see," she replied, reaching across to. He steeled himself.“Yes,” he said, his voice only a whisper.He saw Leanne nod at Shannon. Jake felt his calm dissolve. He watched almost clinically as a cacophony of emotions began to agitate him, quickly eroding the detachment to which he had clung since Tuesday night. He strove to hold off the sorrow that rose from his depths, not wanting to feel the anguish that was waiting to overwhelm him.Leanne put her arm around his shoulders and spoke quietly. “It wasn’t your fault. There’s no reason to. He stuck two fingers inside my pussy as he sucked on my clit. I rode his fingers, trying hard to get his tongue inside me as well. Gently, he bit my clit and I came instantly, squirting pussy juice all over his face. He licked my pussy cleaned and pulled me upright. He kissed me, letting me suck my juice off his tongue before pushing me back and continuing his feast. This time, he placed my feet on the desk, and pushed me up, showing my asshole to him. His tongue circled my hole and I took a.