Anne rolled over, and they spooned for a while, then Stan moved back a bit to run his hand down her back. Stan stroked her back, absently, almost mech...nically. His mind was elsewhere. ‘What more can I do to make you realize that I won’t, can’t hurt you?’ he wondered while Anne made purring noises as his hands moved slowly and softly across her skin. ‘Ooh, you can keep that up,’ she told him, relaxing even more as he moved just his fingertips gently up and down her back. ‘That’s all right Anne,. ..wild horses couldn't have kept me away." I'm pleased to hear it," she said, smiling. "Jane's waiting in the nextoffice, so we need to get you ready." Ready?" I said."Yes. Please focus on my brooch and everything will become clear."Puzzled but happy to do anything to finally meet Jane, I did as sheasked.Gazing into the depths of the ruby, I had the uneasy feeling the ruby wasgazing back into mine. And then it suddenly seemed like I was falling,tumbling down, deep down into the Ruby as. Every time she knew I'd fucked you, she wanted a fuck too. I'll admit, it was a problem I enjoyed having. She had enormous tits and there was something somehow sexy about her fat snatch and long jet black hair. She also didn't mind being showered in cum. She liked my sperm explosion problem. She often got up early to come and burst into the bathroom to suck me off and titfuck in the shower. Do you know I even fucked her mother, who was much prettier, and not fat, and was supposedly really. Her (second) husband, Bradley, was a nice enough guy but a bit of a dork and I could imagine that they had had sex a couple of times soon after they met, just to confirm their couple status, but then left it alone, because sex was an inconvenience that could get in the way of real life.Some Sunday afternoons at their house they would get out the photographs and videos of family holidays, which was fun for them but boring for me. But once I had started looking at Mrs Hubert in the flesh I came.