It was an incredible coincidence, but Julie couldn’t hold out and confessed that she’d set it off on purpose as she was recovering. I laughed. It ...ad been a good joke. The girls had missed me in the morning when I hadn’t been home to be waked up. ‘I missed you, too, sweethearts. Maybe Julie will come for a sleepover and you can wake us both up.’ ‘That would be fun,’ Frances agreed. I continued to see Julie every day. We made love each time, once or twice more than once. I didn’t sleep over. He watched her as if he were watching a shooting gallery duck going back and forth. Daphne knew he was watching as she was keeping her eye on him as well. He was tall, six one, sitting there in a blue-stripe shirt, open collar, and black slacks. His short-cropped, brown hair graying at the sides marked him for being closer to fifty than forty. She wasn’t aware that she was gazing at him as he drank the bourbon, gazing at his lips. The masculine hands caught Daphne’s attention as he lay the gun. I've never been in love so I don't know. Yes, I do feel that there is a chance for us in the future. We need to give it some time. You need to tell your kids about me; after all I'm more their age but we seem to be so good together. I can't put my finger on it. I can't replace your wife. You two had twenty-six years and two kids together. We can try starting anew. Talk with your kids and get back to me. I don't have any family so I'll just wait to see what you decide.In the month that followed,. " Trish cooed as she slid off her chair and went to her knees. "I much prefer your sweet, hot pussy!"Rebecca sucked in a breath as she opened her legs and yanked up her skirt. Her bald cunt spread with her thighs, allowing a thick drool of fuck lube to escape from her pink hole. Trish fastened her lips around the weeping entrance, lapping up the mature woman's cum as it dribbled out."Suck it out of me, Trish!" Rebecca groaned. "I love the way you do that!"Trish pushed her tongue deep inside of.