" I know. Everyone hates to be around me. I am so unhappy. Are you ok? Are you eating properly?"He chuckled."Yes. I am eating ok." Good"There was a pa...se then, and suddenly they both spoke together."I am sorry"The tension broke and they both relaxed. He sat back in the chair and put his feet up."God I miss you. I can't stand this. I need you and can't function without you" I know baby. I have been going nuts. I bet I have started to call a thousand times" I need you so much. I am sorry I was a. Usne mujhe se mera bare pucha bla… Bla…Fir mai ne use pucha aap kha rahati ho, kitne bache hai, aapke husband kya karte hai etc.Jo usne jawab diya, uski sadi 15sal phele hue thi. Sadi ke 3 sal bad pati ne use chor diya bacha na hone ke karan and ab wo aapni budhi maa ke sath he rahati hai.Tavi mai ne use bola kal 1 bat bola bhul gaya tha (aapko mera 1 time ka khana v bana padega) usne bola thik hai deepak.And wo rum me jharu lagane lagi and mai bed pe leta hua tha.Wo ish terha se jhuk kar jharu. The cottage was quaint, clean and so inviting. Edgar wanted us to have some of that champagne, but all I wanted was to get him in bed.He got into the shower and I followed him. His wet body resembled a precious marble . Edgar turned around and got down on his knees and began kissing my inner thighs while the water that was gently streaming down his face and back. He kissed my thighs so gently and all I could think about was his rock hard cock. From where I was standing his cock was big and. .. Uhhh,” I moaned helplessly, as I held onto him weakly.He pressed his body against mine, pinning me against the wall while he ground his crotch into my soaked, bald pussy. I could feel his heavy breathing as he buried his face into my warm, tender skin, holding me tightly while he circled purposefully between my thighs.He drew his hips back and resumed his relentless assault on my slippery, wet fuckhole.“Fuck, uhh. Take my fat, fucking cock, mom,” he commandingly instructed me, veiled in.