“Better now?”I nodded shakily.“You don’t have to see everything,” she said gently. “Ship will take care of itself, for the most part. I’...e learned that it’s best not to second guess it, usually.”I rubbed my forehead slowly. “You’ve been aware of this ... the whole time?”She nodded. “But I don’t step into the datastream much. For me, it’s more ... looking for absences. Gaps. It’s occupied my entire life. With your permission,” her voice lowered. “I’d like that work to continue.”“Of course. But. Smell!".He then put his fingers under my nose I couldn't help but smell, and it definitely smelled like pussy; it was my wife’s pussy for sure."It smells good, doesn't it?, She was soaking wet after I got done!"As they were laughing, he told me he was going to fuck her all night long."Maybe we'll both fuck her!. George said. Does she like it in the ass??"As they laughed I thought that Ana loved in the ass, but these two giant black men would be sure well hung and they would rip my sweet Ana. Lyn was sinking down in the booth humping my hand. She tensed up reached down and grabbed my hand stopping it. I felt it pulsate as she gushed her load over and over. thick cum running out as she tensed up each time it gushed. She relaxed fell back in the booth and panted a little as i pulled my hand up. Thick Tranny cum dripping from it. I looked at her pulled my hand to my lips and ran my tongue over the fresh thick cum. then I slide my fingers in my mouth sucking them very slow like they. Before going to bed, I would have a single glass of wine while standing on the back deck looking up at the stars and licking the wounds of loneliness. More times than not, Camelia would be sitting on her deck as well with her hands folded in her lap listening to the comforting sounds of nature.She was still a striking woman in my opinion. Gray, shoulder-length hair and hardly a wrinkle on her face with the exception of some crow's feet which actually accentuated her sparkling blue eyes in a.