But by now I had moved to a different part of the country, got married and settled down. We seemed to be a million miles apart. With the advent of Fac...book and other social media outlets, we found keeping in touch easier. One year it was clear she was having a rough time. She was on her own, she had lost both her parents to cancer and she was approaching her 40th birthday, something she wasn't too happy about. I remembered her birthday and sent her a long message via email on the day and said. His cock, slick with his pre-cum and my saliva, slid smoothly in and out of my buttery tube. My sheath was still expanding almost to the point of breaking, but I was so turned on from the kinky situation that I looked forward to the next delicious cock-lunge. I was soon bucking back at Ben as he thrust into me, skewering my tight asshole on his massive pole."That's how it feels to have a real man inside you," Sarah cooed as she watched intently the horny sodomy."Ahhh, fuck ... fuck me Ben," I. I put my woman’s ashes on the little mantle of our faux fireplace; I couldn’t part with them, not yet, maybe one day. I was lost.“Yes, mom, I went over there this morning, just like you told me too; but no one was home. And, no, no one was answering the phone either; and I did try to call. Sheesh, this is getting to be just too much,” said Selena.“Well, keep trying. This problem has to be solved and put to rest. Maybe you could get her brother to call her. He probably sees your number on his. I was just thinking about how beautiful you are.Let’s hope this doesn’t creep her out. We’re sitting almost naked next to each other in a small room, after all.Liza: Really? But you were looking at my breasts.Me: Yes. Yes, I was. I’m sorry, but they are perfect.Liza: You think so?Thank god, she’s just curious.Me: Yes, I really do.Liza: I always think of them as unwieldy. Too big, you know?This talk about breasts is making me slightly uncomfortable. What if she sees my towel rise all of a.