The colour drained from his face as he recognised his lover from thirty five years earlier.Dressed in a shapeless pair of oilskin trousers, a baggy, n...ndescript, somewhat grubby sailing sweater, the iron grey hair topped off with a Breton sailing hat, she leant forward, gently closed his mouth and said, "I'll get some of this gear off while you get me a drink - Tinner's like yours." Sven's mouth dropped open.Sven stumbled to his feet, stunned at the turn of events and went off as he was bid to. I was getting hard by looking at her soft legs and wanting to know what she was wearing underneath. She walked over to the bed and bent over and we started making out. Then out of nowhere my niece came into the room and asked what we were doing. Her mom took her down stairs and said watch a movie. when she came back up she locked the door and we continued making out. I started fingering her wet pussy while she rubbed my dick. I kept getting deeper an deeper and i hit her g spot and she just. Not even fifteen minutes later, he is standing in front of Emma, nude, as she sits on the couch. Instinctively for some reason, he kneels before her, his head down some. A wry smile comes to Emma’s lips as she realizes what Donald is doing, what he is offering as contrition.“Donald, look at me,” Emma tells him with some command in her voice, “Tell me why you did this.”Donald stutters as he tries to explain. In reality, even with thinking about it so much last night he isn’t really sure why he. The Saturdays when Matt didn't have to work were pretty laid back, and he enjoyed being able to relax for the day. He lazed about the apartment most of the morning, drinking his coffee and watching television. Then around lunchtime he did what little housework needed to be done. The dream from earlier all but forgotten, Matt ran the few errands he had, grabbing lunch at a little cafe he frequented before hitting the gym. Then he did some grocery shopping, returning to the apartment later that.