I lost my wife at early age, and I still feel the urges as strong as that day. Sixteen years later and you look exactly like her… Your same face, sa...e body.” He touched my nipple. “I need to feel it again. She felt good in every way, Naina. I have to feel that feeling.” He reached down and rubbed my clit from the outside of my pants, then for the first time put his hand in my pants. I held my breath. It felt good when he rubbed in there. Then he did something I did not expect. He put his finger. She was somewhat older than him but her skin was perfect and her clothes, though plain, were evidently of quality. During his time at the Circus, he had seen women whom he had found beautiful but she was obviously of a much higher class. He had often listened to the women as they spoke to their children, treating the specimens on show as lesser beings, but she appeared to take a real interest in him. ‘It’s a 1925 Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost, one of the last ones they made, and the most beautiful. .." she laughed, "No way that thing will fucking fit."I smiled. I loved that reaction. Both knowing that it meant she'd never had a cock anywhere near this big and what I would do to her as a result. More over, I knew it meant she didn't really understand her body. Most girls couldn't take the whole length, sure, but the girth? Our bodies were designed to give birth. I knew that if she was hot enough and wet enough she'd take it and love every second.See, that was key. Making them like pussy. I grew up a lot in that 3 years. I was probably 16 or 17 years old when Chloe came back home to visit our grandma. I was ripped. I worked out every single day for sports and had a bad ass 6 pack. I was already getting plenty of attention from the girls at school. I was already fucking a lot considering how young I was. To make a long story short, I was a fucking stud and I fucking knew it!When we were growing up we would have “movie night” and my grandmother’s house. It was kind of a.