At last she turned around and positioned herself with one leg on WC and other bent. This time I could enter and with little pressure I was inside her....She moaned loud ooohhhhhh aaahhhhhh and even I was feeling heavenly. I started stroking her and she held window rod and side rod tightly. Her lips where were parted and soft moan with every stroke of mine was breaking. For me it was more than I could have asked for and I could not control and leaked in less than a minute inside her. As I stopped. While notnecessarily conscience of my desires, I had a secret driving me. One that Ifought from time-to-time but one I wanted to experience. Cynthia wanted both Silva and I to call her Cyn. She said it made her feelcloser to people and more relaxes. She shared that she had been raised in astrict house and later married a minister. He had expected her to do all ofthe "minister's wife things". After her last child reached age 18 she had hadenough. "Bullshit---I was living a life of bullshit. No. When the last kid moves out, it does something to a woman." I wouldn't know. I never had kids." Well, I don't know how to explain it. Something like 'momma moves out' and 'the woman' moves back in. Does that sound sensible?" It sure does. Lucky you! I've seen so many of my friends transform from lovely women into mousy mommas, and most of them never go back, even when the kids move out." I do think Mary is on the move. We'll se. Give her some time." I wish I could inspire Claus to give me an. At home I poured a glass of whisky and tried to calm my nerves down.Anita had left before I could reach home. It was almost midnight when I heard Ana’s car parking at our driveway.I stood up and met her at the kitchen door.Anita looked tired and her hair was a complete mess.She was wearing a denim mini skirt and a black tank top. Her nice round boobs bounced just enough to show me she was not wearing a bra.I kissed her and asked if she had a good time. She said that she had enjoyed a great.