“It was a nightmare Ava,” she said to herself, “just a nightmare.” The cold made her shiver. She threw a blanket over her body and thought to ...erself, “I best get the fire going again.” She stood up to fetch some wood. She thought she heard the sound of a horse riding outside, but it was so faint she dismissed it. She opened the door of her hut, grabbed some logs and just as she wanted to go back inside she saw a bundle lying next to her door. Puzzled she looked at it and then shivered again.. Tara got red faced and laughed as she shyly said. "I guess my nipples aren't the only hard thing in here!"I told her it was from the cold and we both laughed. Tara sat with her back against the door of my SUV facing me and I would catch a glimpse of her white panties every once in a while as her leg moved and her shorts opened.Tara knew I was looking at her in a lustful way and instead of her being embarassed, she began to enjoy showing me glimpses of her panty covered pussy.I sat there and. I grieved for them myself, of course, but no-one mourns like a Mother." The incandescence of our love settled to a comforting warmth as we left the war behind us. I called it a day when peace was declared and we retired to my dacha on the Black Sea. She liked it there, and our remaining children came to visit us with our Grandchildren. The climate revitilised Katka. She had cancer, of course, but never told me till the day she died. She lived to a good age until it returned. When she went, I. “Boys,” she said hoisting her glass in the air turning and walking back out the door. Slowly walking back to her lover and other couples sitting next to him. Her ass swaying with each step.The guys at the bar instantly went nuts. Everyone talking about how they’d fuck the shit out of her etc. blah blah blah. I was wiping the counter and kept looking at her. As she turned looking right at me winking, again, and sitting down joining the group conversation. I looked at Dave, “holy fuck bro” is all.