Her neighbors marveled at the beauty she brought to their surroundings without being gaudy. The 45 year old widow just loved being outside so she was ...ust as busy in her backyard. She grew fruits and vegetables which she gave generously to the entire neighborhood. But, her favorite spot was a small garden near the backdoor of aromatic flowers. She fussed over this special spot endlessly. The minute a weed invaded it was plucked right out. The gardening had become an obsession ever since her. Im nervous and smiling. i geot incredibly horny as soon as they got their hands on my body groping me. grabbing and squeezing my tits, smacking my ass, running their hands on my legs, "cmon girl show us what you got" on guy says as he twirls me around facing away from them so I obey him and shake my phat ass making it jiggle and sending them crazy.all i feel is many hands slapping me so i drop down in a squat makin my ass look huge, they waste no tame and surround me pulling their hard dicks. " Michael rolled over."There's nothing to talk about." Michael. Honey. Our sexlife has dropped to almost nothing. You hardly touch me anymore. And you won't let me touch you. You won't talk about it, whatever 'it' is. If I did something wrong, I'm sorry. If you did something wrong I'll forgive you, I promise. Baby, please. I'm getting scared about us. What's wrong? Is it me? Don't you love me anymore? Or, are you having... you know." No Steph, I'm not having an affair. And yes I do love you.". ?”“Well, I don´t have to take...” she began.“i´ve got work for all your truck for the next 2 or 3 months...a cider-brewer has bought a shit-load of apples on the continent and needs some-one to bring them in...But we need to do this my way...now, can I have that beer or not?”It was that kind of work they could use. That they was desperate to get. Baz sat down in HER chair and gave HER papers a. She went over to the fridge, made sure not to have her back turned towards him, as she got 2 cans of.